Saturday

I got up early, not on purpose. Went for coffee and read some Anna Karenina. I like the translation I have. One of my friends here is reading a Russian book by a different author, same translators and said it was good. So that's cool. I sat outside in the shade, reading and doing vocab all day, but it was really nice. At dinner, I ended up speaking Russian with another guy here and we went off on a indo-european/semetic language discussion. It was very Grim-esque. I miss all of my grimmies.

It was a hot, beautiful day.