Misty has just upped sticks and moved herself and her blog to Yaroslavl. Like many students living in Russia, she’s living in the appartment of a host - in her case a Babuska:
My babushka that I live with is somewhat smothering. This morning everytime I would do anything she would follow me around and try to help me, speaking Russian very quickly and loudly so that I would understand (I’m not deaf, just American!!)
She yelled at me last night because I opened my door to the balcony because I was hot in my room with the heaters running. She also didn’t want me to wash my hair this morning because I still have a cough. Typical Russian babushka. Wouldn’t let me leave the flat without my scarf and hat and gloves on, and walks right into my room without knocking!
I lived in dorms when I was in Russia, but I’m sure that for many of you reading Misty’s report will bring back some fond (yet, frustrating) memories.
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