A walk in the park

Begin doing what you want to do now. We are not living in eternity. We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand- and melting like a snowflake. - Marie Beyon Ray

The break week is almost over, and it was sweet, sweet, sweet. What did I do? Why, laze around, of course! What did you expect- something more noble? :p This week was perfect after all the rushing about of last semester. And I'm really excited to start teaching again, especially since I have a heads up of what to expect this time. I'll be teaching a new (for me) business course this time, based on an American-reality TV show. Seriously, is there anyone here better suited than I for this task? I think not! This means as part of my class prep I watch the reality TV show too, yeah. (Now I just need to find a Russian/Ukrainian teacher who will teach me based on episodes of the Ukrainian reality show Холостяк.) D is not very thrilled: "I hate that show! And you know whatever you watch, I end up watching too." Poor D!

I've been waiting a long time to use this picture in my blog!

So, I'm psyched for that class to get rolling. It's an advanced course and while I like learners of all levels, it's especially pleasant to work with the more fluent speakers. I'll be teaching a full load of other courses too, more "regular" classes. And I heard there are two new teachers.....ah, fresh blood. I can't wait to meet them.

Anyways, one lazy afternoon this week we took a walk to the forest/park. Please join us-

Do you have one of these in your city?

Yes, I am still stealthily photographing weddings.

More Metro !

23rd of August metro station:

Sportivna metro station:

Xolodna Gora metro station:

Snapshots of Ukrainian Life, Part 5

Finally bought a vacuum cleaner-

SO excited

Getting Around Kharkov

Clothes sizing and customer service aside, have I told you how awesome Kharkov is? What a city!!!!

Пiвденний вокзал (English: southern train station). September 2011.

The park in front of Пiвденний вокзал. Again, September. The landscape is a bit more barren nowadays.

A government building bordering the park & train station.

It gets even better..... check out the inside of the train station-

Does your local train station look this fancy? Didn't think so!

Did I mention the pigeons? They're everywhere!

More stunning architecture!...yet, sadly, don't expect the (pay) restrooms to look this nice. Because they don't. You have been warned.

Shopping war stories

You've probably heard the stories about Ukrainian women being amazingly beautiful and kind and domestic and feminine and educated and blah blah blah. It really is true. But I don't care about any of that. When I think of Ukrainian women, I think "Thanks a lot, stork ladies!"

Ice Cream in Ukraine & GMO

On the streets of Kiev, "fresh Ukrainian ice cream"!

 People in Ukraine seem to love ice cream. I remember it was sold on the streets of Russia year-round, even when it was -20 F outside. Is it the same here or do people limit their obsession to the summertime? One point in favor of ice cream in the summer: air conditioning is very limited and being exposed to a draft (ie, door and window open at the same time, called сквозняк [skvoznyak] and deserving of an entirely separate blog post) is viewed as a deadly risk, so what better way to cool off than with ice cream?

"Stop drug users" "Eskimo" "with poppy seed and sesame"

This is from a local supermarket. If the ice cream isn't labeled as "death by chocolate" (and most Ukrainian ice cream isn't, it's all fruit-based) I can usually resist, but this intrigued me. The ice cream itself was really tasty (speaking of poppy seed, I'd never eaten many until arriving in this country!) but can someone please explain to me the meaning of the marijuana leaves?

Also, if you can make out the ГМО on the upper-right of this ice cream wrapper, that stands for "not genetically modified food". Practically all food here is labeled Без ГМО. I remember teaching a class on nutrition in Alaska, and some students from Ukraine stumped us by asking about non-GMO food in America. I honestly had no idea, nor did any of the other instructors, and we all considered ourselves pretty food-conscious people (high fructose corn syrup, hydrogenated oils, etc). Granted, this was 2 years ago, but it just didn't seem to be something most Americans worried about / were aware of. The Ukrainians were very concerned about it and I remember thinking "what's the big deal?" I guess if you're coming from a country where all non-GMO food is clearly labeled, mysterious American products possibly created by scientists in a lab might be a cause for concern. What do you think, my fellow Americans? Are you concerned about genetically modified food? Do you see this kind of information nowadays on food packaging?

Break Update

Newest additions to the tea collection: Russian Earl Grey, Peach Mango (black tea), and raspberry (black tea). Mmmm...

The end of the semester for me! The flowers were from a student, the soup was from Denis, and the vodka...well, that was from me :p How can you resist picnic-intended vodka? Because I don't know about you, but that's the first thing I think of when I think "picnic" (jk!, only in Russia, maybe) Anyways, I taught 6 hours, came home and had D's delicious potato soup, and celebrated the end of the semester by...sleeping from 8 PM to 8 AM. Exciting!

Uh, yes, I went back to the zoo again. Guilty as charged.

Kind of a wintery day at the zoo....

A truly Ukrainian shopping trip. 2 loaves of bread, a packet of garlic-flavored ketchup, beer. lime-flavored beer, and a bottle of vodka (that was for the Halloween party)

Yeah, said Halloween party! In a very Soviet-style kitchen. These were our costumes. No one "got" them. (Dark clothes + a shot glass = a shot in the dark. Black clothes + an envelope = blackmail.) A fascinating globe D found is also featured in this photo; the earth-shaped globe consisted of nothing but the country of Ukraine. Apparently all the geography I learned in school is wrong. Anyways, the party was Halloween in theory (great decorations and the occasional devil horns or witch hat) thanks to the superhuman efforts of one of my co-teachers, but the party mainly consisted of playing "Mafia", the greatest party game ever according to most Ukrainians. I can't say I'm crazy about this game but if you give me a cup of "Halloween punch", sure, I'll sit still long enough to play it. Walking home, I said "D, what is it about this game? Why are people so fanatical about its merits and greatness?" He turned to me, shocked "Because it's awesome! It's a game of psychology in which you try to delve into the psyches of the other players and observe their body language and unconscious gestures!" Uh okay, whatever happened to good old-fashioned truth or dare? :p We Americans are so uncouth! But beer-pong gives us good coordination.....

In short, I'm 2 days into the break, still 5 glorious days to go!!!