An autumn sunset
Right before I came home, I went to my close of service conference. This was mostly a bunch of information about how to officially close out my service and the work at my site, with some extra bonuses of resume writing and slideshows. Oh, and the hotel where it was held was on top of a nuclear bomb shelter!
I took this mostly because I think it's very considerate to have an actual toilet in the bomb shelter, even if it doesn't have a seat, rather than one of those squat toilets they seem to prefer for daily use
Should you not feel like walking through doorways, you can just crawl through these
Random crap near plank beds
Only the best bomb shelters have a ping pong table!
The following picture I took while riding a train home one evening. There's usually also a sign that has a bottle that's crossed out that I presume means you're not supposed to drink, but, come on - no one follows that rule. I'm not really sure what these signs are supposed to mean: are you supposed to throw your counterfeit bottles out the window? Are you supposed to stand and look wistfully out the window? Are you supposed to throw your counterfeit bottles out the window and then watch them tumble away to rest with the multitude of other discarded bottles? 'Tis a mystery.
I've had some people in my life say some rather funny things lately, such as:
"Well, you should get a boyfriend so he can take you on a tropical island trip too."
"Well, I hope you enjoy your last month of teaching. Because, wow, you're really only here one more month." Which made me realize, wow, I am only in my village for one more month. Weeeeeird.
I had one of my classes where a number of boys decided to say multiple variations of the eff word one day. First, this makes it quite clear that they have the brain capacity and ability to remember (bad) English words that they've heard in movies or songs, so it's mostly their lack of ambition to blame for their poor command of English. Second, the teacher part of me wants to be like, "You're not even saying it correctly! You say it like this! [Expletive!]."
Shannon came to visit me during our fall break, where we proceeded to do our normal routine of lounging, eating, and watching American television. We also went to Dnipropetrovsk one day specifically to find the T.G.I.Friday's there and eat a lot. Which is exactly what we did. Here's the evidence:
This is actually only the appetizers, but we were too distracted by its deliciousness to remember to take pictures of each course
And just to round things out, here's the obligatory picture of the kitty, with a particularly salty expression on his face.