The second day as at home - my Moscow holidays are over.
the trip turned out bright and interesting: many walked on foot, surveying the city, struggled with its fear to get lost in the bowels of the Moscow subway, took care of a large fluffy cat, met one of its readers, went to the country with his brother and his girlfriend, where the disinfection of the body was thoroughly disinfected , and, of course, stores-shops-shops - as a result of minus $ 330 with the road plus a bunch of things and feet wiped in the blood.
from the most-most impressions:
- my big Russian brother made an offer to his girlfriend and the first of all relatives invited me to a wedding. I sincerely rejoiced for them and envied them with white envy - they are a beautiful harmonious couple.
- happy to meet and talked with where. I have not been so surprised for a very, very long time - there are still men in Russia, although it is high time to put them in the Red Book and guard them 24 hours a day from bitch and feminists (or is it the same thing?). I hope, in one of tomorrow to continue our acquaintance and from just good friends will turn into friends.
- Despite the fear of heights (acrophobia in an intelligent way) and a fair dabbling, I was simply charmed by Vorobyovy Gory - beautiful views of the city, MSU and many girls in white dresses, popping champagne and screaming "bitterly".
- as a koshatnitsa can not help but tell about the miracle cat that lives with my uncle - Kuzya just gorgeous! and although everything and everything in the house sneezes-itches and wears his coat, but without him, this family is not conceivable. and yet Kuzka can be envious in black - so that everyone lived: eat-sleep-pooral-stroked, slept-ate in his pleasure-again slept ..
