What did you guys do for 8 March?
How did you celebrate it if you were with your women in FSU?
For us it was preplanned and agreed that I'd cook and serve her breakfast in bed.
On Monday we spent hours walking all over Tyumen looking for every ingredient needed for the morning feast I had planned as well as getting to see different places, buy souveniers, fur hats and scarves for my kids and the mandatory Matrioschka dolls.
There ARE ATMs almost everyhwere, but not all of them will take your card, even though they claim to match your cards logo systems. If you plan to use your bank cards, I strongly suggest you have at least two of them. I took three and still had to try several machines.
March 8 was a day of leisure, specially for Lena...she's never seen, tasted or been served 'Shrimp Quiche a la Toad' before.
All day long she wore only the summer bikini I brought her until it was time to get ready for dinner at the Mozart restaurant.
There was a small mix up with the flowers and champagne delivery (my fault) and they ended up arriving on time and looking gorgeous, but at her Mother's house, instead...:((
I bought her a bunch of pink/white tulips while we were out shopping the day before, so at least there were flowers in her apartment already....ppphhheeewww.
They went well with the quiche, fruit and caviar spread I prepared for her 'breakfast in bed' treat.
For this special dinner occasion at the fancy restaurant I brought one of my favorite suits and let her pick which tie she liked best from a choice of six...Lena on the other hand, would not let me see what kind of dress she was going to wear until we arrived at the place and removed her long fur coat.
She only told me that she designed it herself and had it made just for this night, later in the week she said she did not plan to ever wear it again unless we were together.
All I'm going to say about that dress is that when she took off her long fur coat there were a few poeple around, the customary coat person, the lady giving flowers to all the women guests, the hostess and one older guy that looked like a manager.
ALL their jaws locked in the "Oh My God, look how gorgeous this woman looks in that dress".
My jaws did not lock only because my brain was too busy making superhuman efforts to keep my hands and the rest of my body from ravishing her on the spot.
We were sitted at a corner table with a great view of the rest of the restaurant. We had a great time watching the interactions of a group of russian men sitting side by side and directly opposite to their women.
The food was superb. The dry chardonnay chilled to perfection and I can even bring flavor of that delicious dessert to my taste buds.
The main live entertainment consisted, of course, of a 3 instrument stage band playing Mozart's pieces, but later the ballroom dance music started and for the longest time we were the only ones doing any dancing until the MC challenged all the men to take their ladies to the floor because "the western man is making you look like you have your feet nailed to the floor".
That got them going..:))
That's when Lena suggested we had done our social duties for the night and that it would be a good time to leave before the rapidly intoxicating russian men asked us to join their tables to get us drunk if they could.
I really enjoyed reading about your adventure, Toad, as I would anybody having gone over and come back. Hell,even a book about Lewis and Clark is more exciting then the day to day in Phoenix. I am curious what kind of perspective your journey has given you-over and above whatever opinion you had before going. I mean,did you feel like kissing the ground of the "good ole USA " when you returned, or do you already relish the thoughts of a return to Siberia? Maybe in summer?
toad:
nicely written,good to hear your first "womens day" went well,and it brought a smile to my fae when you described "shaming" the locals into a dance with their ladies,brings back lots of memories for Inna and I.
Just got a few months to kill now until we can take our delayed honeymoon in the Crimea..........can't wait..:))
Spirit,
I had a first hand taste of how effing frustrating it can be to go to a strange land with the best intentions of learning as much as possible but feeling like my mouth was taped shut by not knowing the language other than a handful of words.
It didn't take more than a few moments after the taxi took us away from the airport after my arrival to realize I was completely out of my element. The western alphabet is non-existent in siberia outside of a few signs with western numbers.
I've been to germany, denmark and holland where at the very least I was able to recognize the alphabet.
Not in Siberia.
I kept reminding Lena "I'm far from perfect at home, but you'll definitely NOT see me at my best here. Keep that in mind when you tally the scores."
The cold never affected me or prevented me from doing anything any local would do under normal circumstances.
In fact, I'm pretty sure we walked and traveled much more than most locals do in a week.
That coldest time was in Tobolsk, the morning after we arrive was about -20C around 09:00. We had to walk and double back about five blocks before we could find a market to buy bottled waters and other things...but it was Lena who was doing the BBBBRRRRR dance.
I was happy under my 4 layers of shirts and parka..:))
My only worries were always the neverending ice cover on every corner, step and sidewalks we walked on...
Fell only once the entire 8 days. No damage to my old bones, though.
glad,
To be honest with you, when Lena translated what the MC lady was saying I got this 'UH OH'uncomfortable feeling about the whole thing...I was only happy to have the entire dance floor to ourselves so I could swing her around at will without worrying about bumping into any russian cement dancing shoes..:))
The attorney strongly recommended a second visit while we process the visa papers. don't know yest if I can do it.