So, one of our excursions is a one man show of Dostoyevsky’s “Dream of a Ridiculous Man,” and another is a tour of the Baltika factory.
My god, what a country!
it’s a friday night and i’m sitting in my room staring at the wall smiling at nothing because i’m happy damnit
i’m in russia again bitchez ~
how wonderful to be home
ugh 10 hours is so long that i’m whining about one of the small uncomfortable bits of the opportunity to study abroad practically for free that i should be grateful for
i leave the country again tomorrow