Happy 21st to my friend (pictured)-- she's going to get carded until she's 455.
Andddd I have been in Russia for the past week. Moscow, Yaroslavl, Goritzy... (St. Petersburg in a few days).
Saw dead Lenin. There was about 50 guards protecting the dead Lenin. My sister was yelled at for having her hands in her pockets, and my mother was yelled at for not passing by dead Lenin at at a brisk enough pace. INTENSITY.
TO THE POINT: You don't find litter in Russia-- maybe there is some severe (death or WORSE) penalty for litterers. Even the metro stations are immaculate, it's pretty crazy.
Also, I'm convinced that teenage to 30 y.o. Russian women don't eat. In their honor, I have upped my intake 3-fold.
And also, this is traditionally what happens to spiders I encounter...
(Steph whistling with some candy? Or something? I don't have the patience to play with my candy... I like to go straight to the eating. Sometimes it is a difference like this that makes it really hard to be friends with people like HER (dramatic music)!!!)
As I pack (tomorrow or the following few days) I will update this post with some info and recommendations regarding the cleaning products I'm packing away. GET EXCITED.