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Heya all!
So its my last night in Kiev for a while (assuming I don't miss the train tomorrow) and its been cool. 3 weeks of R n R here kicking it back at Burton's place (the last week of which he's been in Norway) have done me the world of good. I'm heading to the Crimea next (Simferopol, for starters) and I'm looking forward to more civilised temperatures. I haven't been this cold since Berlin '95 (he  he - what a wanker).

After days spent cooped indoors or braving barely pro-zero (C) temperatures I'm starting to think that any place outside the grape-olive zone is too, mead-and-swine style for me. Not that the Crimea's Maljorca or anything ... Anywhere in Europe that wasn't a former Greek or Scythian colony is soo passe.

Actually, since I started wearing the beanie, wool jumper, vest and trench-coat (not regretting carting them through summer so much now) things have been more bearable. Side: the Russians have a saying that there is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing. I can testify. Of course, the Ukrainian chicks must have missed that one, based on the number of short skirts and F*CK-ME!!!! boots that they are STILL wearing ... perhaps they have a similar saying, sans 'weather' and plus 'husbands'. He he he.
Observation of the day: Slavic men (I'm talking a good 40%) have bowed legs - there's a good 4 - 5 inch gap between their knees when they walk. I recon its physiological, not bahavioural, thoguh I haven't noticed it in the girls. What's with that? I speculated that it came from a Mongolian influence, and that it might be an adaptation for horseriders (this part of the world was part of the Mongolian Empire, and some of those guys must have seen the same thing in the slavic girls that I see).

So Burton set me up on a blind date with an American girl Christianne who works at his school, so I've been hanging with her while the B-man's been out of town. 27, did the whole American peace core save-the-world by teaching the children of Paraguivian (?) farmers how to speak the old INNERnational language, similar in Mexico. Much more mature, obviously stretched for friends...

OK out of time. Will proabbly watch US football at a pub (again).

Ciau.

Liam, dimanche 30 octobre 2005 19:01.


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