I've been somewhat ill lately (thankfully not of the stomach variety, just a cold run amok with dehydration and overheating) - that, among other things, was behind my decision not to go camping. However, over the weekend I was nevertheless productive - watching Twilight in Russian (hilarious) and visiting the Museum of Theater and Music (amazing - we saw Ulanova's ballet shoes!).
Tonight I went to see Giselle, but I could barely see anything thanks to the crazy lady who was rocking back and forth in front of me. I was feeling faint and my stomach hurt so I left during intermission. However, I got on the bus in the wrong direction, and rode for about 20 minutes before realizing I was in the middle of nowhere and asking the Conductor if we were going to Nevsky (she promptly replied that we weren't and I needed to get out and go in the other direction). On the CORRECT bus there were creepy middle-aged drunk men hitting on me. I felt nauseous and overheated (most likely a function of the bus - in this weather the buses tend to be nauseating and overheated). Got home, took a cold shower (no hot water for 3-5 days starting today) and now I'm going to bed.
Tomorrow is the Hermitage, and Thursday night we leave for Moscow. [Also, tomorrow is the written unit test and Thursday is the oral on Пиковая дама and Дама с собачкой.] I'm kind of apprehensive about Moscow, but ... it'll be an adventure. Hopefully of the good kind.
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