A question for the ages…why do boggers immediately freeze upon contact with sub zero temperature, but snow remains in its liquid form while it covers the entirety of your face? If any of you science people have an answer for me, I’d love to know, as it is a dilemma I face everyday walking around town. I’ve decided that the reason all Russians look at the ground while walking it’s actually to avoid sexual-innuendo eye-contact, but to in fact hide the immense amount of snot crusting over on their faces. I’m pretty sure this is culturally correct, and it makes me feel a lot better.
Another pretty amazing thing about Russia that I’ve discovered in the last week is the music. I’m not really talking about Russian music, per se, but about the extreme overplay of eurodance music, and a few oldies but goodies. Most recently, two flashback songs I heard were ‘I’m blue abba dee abba die… I have a blue house with a blue window, blue is the color, most often I wear’ (yeah, I’ve heard it enough times to know pretty much all the lyrics of the song) and also the bloodhound gang’s ‘let’s do it like they do on the discovery channel.’ Both amazing songs that simply aren’t heard enough on most American radio stations, but thanks to Russia, I have been given the chance to relive both these timeless songs. I’ve even heard singer of the ‘I’m blue’ song being called the modern day Dostoyevsky. (ok, a lie, I don’t understand squat of Russian, but I think it’s a good parallel). On another interesting cultural/language note, I saw the host of a TV show wearing a shirt that said “Fuck Me, I’m Famous.” Yeah, I know it said that because it wasn’t blurred out, she was just being filmed for Tuesday morning television wearing that shirt. Wonder if that ever happens in America and we just don’t know! Scary!
On a more mundane note, I’ve finally finished the Cyrillic alphabet. As exciting as these seems, it simply means that I now get to move onto grammar, not exactly my strongest area in English, much less Russian. Otherwise, life is going well. Homework and activities keep me pretty busy, and the food is getting me nice and plump. We’re going to Moscow this weekend, so hopefully I’ll have some more exciting stories to tell. Until then, до свидапия!