



It's that time again...where I start giving up on the blog. I come home in two days....so ready to come home!!!!
Ok, Sunday was good times. Went to the Flea Market and got some really cool gifts. I doodled a little picture on an American Airlines napkin so I already had my mom's gift taken care of. Maybe I'll frame it, maybe I'll wrap it...hopefully she likes it.
The flea market was pretty crazy though. It seemed to go on for miles. Felt like the Iowa State Fair in some ways...there was even smoked meat smell in the air...AMAZING!
I had a tough time getting my head right for the flea market. I knew of a few gifts I was going to get, but others I bought on the fly. To make it harder, there was EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE. Very bad day for ADD.
On the way out Brian and I remembered that we needed to buy shot glasses, so we took to haggling for the best price possible. We were told not to pay more than 150 roubles and the guy said 300, but after Brian and I got done tag-team haggling, we walked away victors and only paid 200 roubles...though he did try to take 20 roubles out of Brian's wallet. Gotta love markets.
It was a
bazaar day. (Brian's joke...I stole it...then told people about it....damnit!)
We saw ANOTHER Chekhov production also...Three Sisters. I didn't know it at the time but it's been running for about 20 years. I don't understand why they keep productions around for so long? Undergrad productions here run two weekends.
Did I just compare Russian professional theatre to American undergrad theatre?
The show was pretty good though...a lot of interesting choices and concepts. They had a rotating stage that was almost like a silly silo. No puking though, so that was good.
It was also the hottest fuckin' theatre I've ever been in. We were in the top row of the balcony with no AC. And it was the standard 3+ hour Chekhov show, so it felt like I was back at the banya a bit...except without any pleasure.
US soccer was playing perhaps their biggest game ever and I managed to find it at the sportsbar. US was up 2-0! They were on the verge of their second major upset in a week! I had to run home, but I made it back for the final 45 minutes, which was also the worst 45 minutes of soccer I've ever seen. They ended up losing 3-2, but it was still the best they've ever done.
Oh well....we're still Americans playing soccer I guess.
This is a picture of a dog that had stolen a purse.
This is a picture of a man being wheeled around playing an accordian...awesome!
PS...Matt Foss, in all his wisdom, alerts me that the
Seagull was a huge failure in
ST. PETERSBURG, not MXAT. It was actually a big hit at MXAT.