Well, the food here is actually quite good. I like it. our host mom is really healthy, like REALLY healthy. When she hands us any kind of food, she will give it to us and say, ‘for your health’. It is very different though. They have tea with every meal. And the tea that we are given consists of a bunch of mountain wild flowers that our mom has picked and dried, boiled in some water and then given to you to drink. We have at least 3 tomatoes a day. And at least two slices of bread with some kind of smear or spread on them with every meal. The past two days it has been a rendition of eggs with a smooth white cheese and garlic. It is probably best described as an egg salad sandwich, but probably the best I have ever had. It is super good. The past two days, we have been eating this tomato, potatoes, eggplant, and something else in there that I haven’t quite yet defined, stew stuff. I like it. It is pretty good.
Yesterday the group and I went and checked out the school that Breanne and I will be teaching at for the next four months. It is really nice. It is in a little place called Obolon. There is a way colorful playground outside, but then again, there are colorful candy cane forest playgrounds on every block, I would say playground numbers would be as consistently found as LDS Churches in Utah. (Oh, Bre and I saw a missionary couple two days ago, and I almost died with excitement! Turns out they were from Pocatello and were in the ward next to where we would be going. Our mom was so confused on how we knew them, and knew that they spoke English, we just told her about the name badge and how it was associated with our church. It was pretty cool!) Anyway, There are three quaint little classrooms for us to teach in as well. Breanne and I teach the morning class with 3 year olds from 9:15 to 10:15 and then four to six year olds from 10:15 to 1:15. It takes about a half hour to get to the school from where we live, taking a series of Metro Trains and walking about 2 to 3 miles. It will be really good.
After we checked out the school, our head principal of Obolon, Tanya, took us from there to a bus where we got taken to the nearest McDonald’s, about three miles away (actually past where Breanne and I live) and then she left us there. So, we got out of the bus, ate, and then found our way back home. It was quite the adventure. Breanne and I didn’t get lost though. We have gotten pretty good at finding Metro stations and knowing which train to get on to get home. Being able to read Russian really helps. Especially because at McDonald’s the entire menu had recognizable words, just in Russian. Like Heppi Mil, or Big Mak, Or MkChiken, Sprite as spreet, and so on. It is pretty neat to be reading a Russian word, and then recognize it. What a place! It is really different from what I expected. People won’t do anything to draw attention to themselves, and if you smile at someone, they will usually pull out a mirror and start fixing their hair, just in case, it is really hard to not smile at people. People are so funny here, in McDonald’s there was a man with his phone camera right in our face but still trying to hold it inconspicuously, but then, after he took it, he showed us the picture, so I got out my camera, took a picture of him, then showed it to him, he kinda chuckled then grabbed my hand and put it on top of his head and rubbed it around to see how bald he was. It was really funny, then, after he got his food, he had 4 ice cream cones in his hand, and then he handed one to me, and said something that I couldn’t understand, but it was way sweet of him. He was a funny man. Hopefully my pictures will load this time. There doesn’t seem to be enough Internet power to put pictures on to my blog, or e-mail them for that matter. Hopefully they will work soon or I can figure something out, cause I have got some good ones for yah. Well, dasvidanya!
