So, in order to get out of the house for the first time in days, I went to school with Amberly. Sarah is at an ESL conference in Russia, so it was just Amberly, me and her teacher. Her teacher is so sweet, though. We had fun and our brains hurt as we were leaving. Saw a lady wearing a neon pink fur coat on our way to the metro—that was amusing…wish I would have had my camera out. We had planned on spending the day in the city when our landlord, Vladimir, called. We usually make Dennis talk to him because he doesn’t speak Englsih, but Dennis is at some conference this week, so Amberly decided to try and talk to him. She answered the phone and understood enough to know that he was in Kiev and wanted to stop by our apartment around 6. So, we hurried home to clean and waited for his arrival. We weren’t sure what to do when he got there...on the marshootka ride home, Amberly was like “do we offer him tea?” “should we salute?” “what if he kicks us out?” I reassured her that we had a contract and he wasn’t just going to kick us out, but had NO idea what we were supposed to do when he did show up. At about 6:30 he was here…in some sort of military get up and Amberly was like “now I really feel like we should salute” which made me laugh really hard. He just walked around and looked at things and then said that he would be in Kiev again next weekend and would come get the rugs that we had stowed away. When he left we concluded that it felt like we were at camp and had just had bunk inspections. I think we passed.
Peace out.
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