volgograd, 6

i write this, i am sweating my life away
apparently all the mild weather we came with is gone
it was fine until monday,
then it kicked up into the eighties
and we have 90 degree days and higher next week
awesome

in a few short hours, it will be the sixth
most of the western world will be celebrating d-day
as well they should, it was an important day
here in russia, we'll be celebrating something different
[something the russians actually care about]:
aleskandr pushkin's birthday
he'd be 210 this year
the group is going to a concert tomorrow night for him
they'll be reading some of his works aloud
while playing musical settings of them intermittently
i'm hoping for some excerpts from yevgeny onegin
the poem and the opera

classes are going [and going and going]
our movie class started up last week
this week we watched the first half of ruslan i lyudmila
[in honor of pushkin, of course]
we'll finish it next week
our classes got scheduled really badly
this week we have double periods of each class
[every day we have two periods, first and second,
and they're usually two different things
like phonetics then culture, or grammar then phonetics]
so this coming week we'll have three hours of the same class
every single day except wednesday

random story of the week
darrin and i were sitting on prospekt lenina
waiting for the womens to get done with their shopping
and this guy comes up to me asking for directions
i gave them very badly, then he asks me if i speak english
turns out he was a foreigner too [go figure]
his name was felipe, and he was from southern spain [valencia, i think]
he was on his way to novosibirsk from sevastopol'
he had an overnight in volgograd, so he was seeing the sights
it was random, but it didn't surprise me in the least
i guess russia's rubbing off on me

on sunday we're having a barbeque with the nigerian students
they're all awesome people, and really friendly
i guess they're all been studying russian for about four years
they wanted to have a get together while we're all here
so we're gonna grill shashlik on the banks of the volga
should be good times

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ben, I'm going to beat you when you get back. First Firebird, now Pushkin?! If they read Thoughts, I will be so supremely jealous of you. That is one of my very favorite poems.

Anonymous said...

I don't even know what to say anymore...

It all sounds so incredible -
how will you be able to stand being back here in the culturally regressed US mid-West?

Take it all in, let it become part of your being. This is just the beginning...

Miss you, MomRa

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