Tag: fr

  • L’amour


    …this post is not going where you think it’s going! My standard day at the moment is get up at around 10 or 11, leave for work at around 3pm, get home at 10pm or so, dinner at midnight, bed at 2 or 3am.  Needless to say, as I live in the middle of the city…

  • We’re all crazy

    We’re all crazy

    “Of course it’s not normal, I’m Russian, we’re all crazy” – a Russian actually said that to me today.  It was amazing. I have the full intention of writing a proper blog post, but am also testing out some settings to make it easier for people to leave comments, so bear with me. In the interim, here’s…

  • Shrug – it’s Russia.

    Shrug – it’s Russia.

    Line up for 2 hours to have a document stamped, only to be told that you have to go to a different branch?  Shrug, it’s Russia. Travel another two hours to get to the other branch, only to find a sign saying to go to the original branch?  Shrug, it’s Russia. A man’s throwing what…

  • “Yes, I mean, da”.

    “Yes, I mean, da”.

    (Along with the Russian for “I don’t speak” and “I don’t understand”, the most common phrase I’ve used the last 48 hours.  And incidentally, the ‘not speaking’ part is out of sheer laziness, because Russians keep asking me directions and it’s shorter than ‘nfi’ ) Well, after a more-than-minor meltdown yesterday toward the end of…