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After that it was back to the train and we set off again for another overnight journey. Tomorrow we officially cross into Siberia.
A quick note about the food on the train. Once again we are being totally overfed – lots of work going to be needed when we get home!
Internet is becoming more difficult, these last two entries have been sent from our lunch restaurants. Our next few entries may come in bulk!
... say for every Russian, but, in general, Russians are more superstitious than Americans. If you whistle inside for example, you will lose all your money. Two times now a fellow classmate has whistled in class and our professor yelled at him to stop both times before I even heard him whistle, leaving me quite confused and of course my classmate without a kopeck (=0.029 cents if I did my math correctly) to his name. If you wish to not jinx something, you can spit over your ...
... several buildings and streets. Again, I will need to return there. At one point it started raining, but you could tell it would quickly pass. To wait for the rain to subside, my host mom and I stepped into a restaurant and she bought us each a beer. Gettin' a beer with my Russian host mom/grandma midday on Sunday= interesting. After buying what we needed to at the market and walking all around, we returned home for a late lunch. And now here I am blogging and working on homework. I ...
... In the three hours I sat there, enjoying their comfortable couches and wifi, nobody said a thing. I have done the same thing a few times since. After a while, though, I did get tired of the MacDonalds, and I went to Gorki Park (the one in Nizhniy, not the one in Moscow). I as rewarded for this decision with a rainstorm the likes of which I have seen, but never enjoyed.
In the park, I saw a countdown clock to the Sochi 2014 winter Olympics. ...
... door to a very dark and
dingy place. He collected our bedding and led us into what I would loosely call
a hostel and showed us to our room. Seeing as it was quite a small hostel, they
only had dormitory beds available, so that was what we had to take. For some
reason he struggled to open the dorm room door, until the man sleeping inside
opened it for us and crawled right back into his bed. We dropped our stuff,
quickly pulled a relatively ...