Some lessons from Russian class...

Ona balshie rublies.
Ona katatsa na shashlix.

I'm too lazy...

to repost, so here are the linx to my posts so far about Russia.
Pretty Square
Second time is so much better

Metro fun

Eric- "My jacket smells like Metro...the Metro smells like urine."

Language Barriers

Halleuiah! I have overcome technological oppression to make this post.

For the last two weeks, my Russian family has mostly said "tak" and "shura" to me. I kept asking my Russian teacher for the translation, but to no avail. Finally, my host sister said it in the kitchen and I couldn't take it anymore- I asked her what "shura" meant. She was puzzled and slowly explained that some people have nicknames and "Shura" was a nickname- for the cat.

To Russian/Mexican-American friendship!

Beto taught some Russians we met on the street Por Arriba, Por Abajo, Por El Centro, Por El Dentro and they were so excited that they wrote it down on a napkin and gave us some congac. Classno.

Who is this character...

This post is an ode to our dearly departed guide and Moscovite visionary Ben.

He only departed back to the US! Good luck on your senior year Ben! Rock all those freshman at full moon!

Welcome to the blog...

"No Eric, I will not ride your donkey donkey!"
-Iris

Shto eta Eric?
"Eta Baaar"
-Eric