| When we
arrived at the MFTI dorm again, we found to our
delight that our
comrades were making bliny to greet us upon our
return.
The boys taught their new
Romanian friends the most
essential Russian word: Blin!
It can either mean these tasty Russian pancakes, or it can be
used as a very nice
little swearword (widely used by all little
boys from MFTI,
but laughed upon by my bad-ass cartoonist and
graphic
designer friend Denis from the Northern Caucasus).
Unfortunately, I couldn't taste
any bliny with condensed
sweet milk. My illness(es) included
puking every evening, and after having followed that pattern
once more, I didn't
really feel like eating anything.
Instead, I was attacked by all kinds of (partly scary) Russian
medicines and other weapons against flu, and put to bed
immediately.
This treatment continued for the next couple of days, along with
proper cooked food (yes, oatmeal porridge, and later fried
potatoes, have never tasted so good as when Anya made it for me
the day after we came back!),
and I slowly started to feel
better.
On the last day before our
flights to our respective three
countries of residence were
scheduled, I boldly faced the
-15-20 degrees and ventured out with my comrades. I
wanted to
see the most wonderful place I've ever lived in
again!
After a short visit to Gorbushka, where Gusti was unable to
make
up his mind for anything, as the sheer mass of pirate
copied
CD's was so
overwhelming, we finally made our way
to MGU.
Seeing my former home again was such a heartwarming
experience
that I hardly felt the cold. Some little things had changed,
such as new road obstacles that prevented
the illegal street
races on the vast square in front of MGU
that I used to listen
to every other night. But it still felt like home ...
My Romanian friends also agreed that while Ceausescu's
"Casa Poporului" in its style tried to imitate the Moscow
Stalin
skyscrapers, it is nowhere near as beautiful as MGU.
But then, having survived a long night of
playing whist with
our friends at the dorm, it was time to leave
Russia, after
two weeks of wintry wonder. |
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Blin-making time! The blin paste + Serezha's
elbow (picture by Gusti)
Of course, Mihai soon had
to join the blin-making. From left to right behind him: Aleksei
(who knows a Swedish song), Serezha, Anya and Yuliya. (Picture
by Gusti)
To the left: the building
where I used to have my lectures. In the background: my former
home in side view. (Also by Gusti)
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