En bref; in the past week or so…. (Again in organized point form format; too many things are happening for it not to be so!)
- Got crapped on by an unseen bird! (details later!)
- Got into a small car accident with Andrei and Elena which ALMOST led to my first cop bribe! (but didn’t; details later…actually there isn’t much to say here…tiny bump from behind; the cop who stopped to check things out said a whole bunch of things and a couple of hours of paperwork later (welcome to Russia), Elena told me that thankfully they didn’t have to pay him because of “complications”…freakin’ police. Cool part; I got to talk to the Insurance dude; guy named Viktor…who spoke really good English I discovered….told me interesting stuff regarding being a car insurance dude in Moscow; basically he’s on foot; gets called to car accident sites and goes! Anyway, this is good for a conversation if you’re interested; too much for blog)
- Well into my first week in Moscow, and I’ve already been to sushi restos 4 times! (It would have been 5 had we not gotten into that accident!) …needless to say, sushi is quite big here…which I incidentally read about before getting here…ah comfort food (even tho I don’t eat rolls…bbq eel thingies are bbq eel thingies even in Moscow…yuuuuum!) I do have to say, that only ONE place that we went to really beats Kanda. (I tell Andrei about Kanda’s all you can eat for as little as 600 Roubles, and he looks at me with these eyes..hahaha…and I promise to take him when he visits me at homeJ I have such good friends here already; SUCH good friends!)
- FINALLY found a good flat! I want to yell that from the rooftops! (sorry, everyone says flat here, so when in Rome…well you know…) AND when I say good flat, it’s seriously the flat that I was begging the Gods for…something smack in between la vie de luxe and a dingy pothole. I’ve taken this weekend to move around the furniture, and I have to say that it now officially has enough Patey in for it to be homeyJ. It’s a mix between new and old…new beds, new cupboards, old table, old sofas. The old-ish windows…the wooden panels; such antique-ey charm! The best part of the place is the balcony, which I conveniently have access to since I made the living room MY room. J its a GORGEOUS view… of a really cool diplomatic building that looks like a castle, a hotel that has lights on every night (incidentally of the Russian Federation flag), and to the right, a perfect view of the Moscow river. There’s also a cool breeze that you can only get from being on the 9th floor of a building. It is the view from my dreams. It is the flat from my revised dreams; hehe, but a dream nonetheless. It is a few notches up from dinge, and that is ALL that I want and need. I can’t stress how happy I am about having found it. Now all I need is a good flatmate! Anyone interested in moving in with me?
I’m in a building on Smolenskaya street…which is not even 5 mins from the Smolenskaya metro (which I will be staying away from; haha metro details later…I’ll just say the word “cattle” for now…and if we did what happens to people in the Moscow metro to animals in North America, people would uproar).
OH yah, the bird crap story; We (being Andrei, Elena, their friend (and now mine, I guess) Eugene (which we pronounce Genia in Ruski) and myself) had gone to an exposition of photographs (much like the ones down McGill College every year) of an American dude named Steve Bloom; they were beautiful pictures of animals in nature and we had stalled cause I was telling my friends about how sharks were more scared of us than us of them when I heard a clunk, and we all paused for a good 5 seconds trying to register what happened, and lo and behold. It was bird poop on the side of my glasses (the clunk!) and my face.
Embarrassing story Note #1: at least it wasn’t in my hair. Note #2: (you’re gonna eww at this one) it was…kind of chunky! …wasn’t quite as liquid as it was chunky…so thankfully it was easier to wipe off…(eww, I know, but it didn’t smell at least!) Note #3: I changed purses, and prayed that I had some kind of tissue or napkin in that purse, and thankfully (as good teachers are) I was prepared. Worry not friends, as another perk about my apartment is that there is water pressure J
Dodged close calls for over 2 weeks now and the Moscow saga continues….
I lovelovelovleovleovleovleove,
Patey:]
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