Of pizza deliveries and dances

So I came home the other day and when I was entering my building a pizza delivery man yelled at me asking about where the first building was...I told him that it was farther down the road... When I went in I realized that I don't even know where I live...

I bought some cucumbers and tomatoes at my local food market the other day. When the transaction was finished and I took my produce and money and the vendor smiled and said "thank you"...I just looked at her and smiled... I went back to the same place today and the woman talked to me a little more asking me where I was from and what I was doing in Moscow. She then told her fellow vendor how and American has come and bought from her twice...

I went last Sunday to nice little church where an English friend attends called St. Antipas; it even had a trapeza afterwards like good ole American churches.

Today we had the second major snow fall of the year; there is something like an inch or inch and a half on the ground.

On Sunday night MP had its second annual Russian Ball which I attended: (there are not too many pictures as I was "dancing" most of the time) We danced various traditional dances, some waltzes and some other that I don't remember.






Yes, even the whigs were in attendance.