Diana Nyad sophmore adventures

Yesterday, I read at Emory magazine,which I regularly get as an alumni, an interesting fact about Diana Nyad, the first person (64-years -old woman) confirmed to swim from Cuba to Florida without a protection of shark cage non stop for 52 hours, 54 minutes and 18.6 seconds). Apperantly, Diana Nyad was dismissed from Emory University as a sophomore after attempting to parashute out of herforth floor dorm window.!)) I can only imagine how my dear Emory regrets about it now))

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GIRLS RAISED IN THE SOUTH (continued)

Next day I was wandering in downtown Savannah checking out its’ wonderful squares and shops.  In one of shops I was checking clothes when I heard excited:  “Oh sweetie!   This shirt looks exactly like you!!! So simple, plain – It looks SO comfortable! “ Aha! “- I thought-“here we go! “ I turned around and I saw three girls around 18-20 years old.  One of them had a green t-shirt tried on and another one held her shoulders and was looking at her with sweetest smile possible, as a real angel.  The third girl was staying next to them without saying a word.  I was wondering how the girl in the green t-short would handle this touching situation.  Despite of my expectation, she looked lost only for a minute, Continue reading

GIRLS RAISED IN THE SOUTH

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GIRLS RAISED IN THE SOUTH

At my last post I promised to share some tips I learned from Southern girls during my trip to Charleston to my friend’s wedding (southern girl herself).  Before I start, I’ll have to tell about a stereotype of Southern girls I used to hear about. First of all they like to be pretty, they wear heels and are more feminine compared to women from American North. (So called Southern Belles such as Scarlet O’Hara and so on).  Plus they usually act very sweetly  (my previous post is about that).  I know it is just a stereotype and there are many examples of completely different personalities, but anyway.

That is what I told to one of my friend’s beautiful bridesmaid who was born here, in the South.  She was driving us (me and a hot Brazilian girl) to wedding rehearsal dinner, and we were chatting about common topics such as Continue reading

The easiest way to become a nice person

The easiest way to become a nice person is to move to American South.  When you moved to the South, you are automatically became “Sweetie”, or “Honey”… or “Hon”.  That is how people call each other here and how they call you.  Everyone, your neighbor, a lady at parking service, salesperson at the supermarket you see for the first time.  At the beginning, it’s quite strange and even shocking – “Do I know her?”  I always asked myself when I heard again that I was “honey”.  “Does she knows me? “ Obviously not, if she calls me this way).  Yes, it sounds strange, especially when you moved from the big city of Moscow.  In Moscow, you are lucky enough to get Continue reading

Lost in Translation

This morning was cool, even cold.  During breakfast my husband gave me some weather updates and told that on Thursday it probably would be 32 F degrees.  Fahrenheit (along with inches, miles and pounds) doesn’t mean much to me because I (along with the rest of the planet, by the way) grew up with Celsius, meters and kilos and I have everywhere in house thermometers in Celsius.  However,  I learnt by now that 32 Fahrenheit is “0” Celsius.  “What?  “Zero” in Thursday!?” I shivered in advance and continued “I bet Continue reading

The Best Soup For Cold Weather

Once upon a time, when I studied at Emory University in the US, my good friend called and asked what did I cook for dinner, because she wanted to come over.  “Borsch”, – I answered, thinking that she would definitely know that.  “What is it – borsch? Jennifer asked with suspicions. “It’s a famous Russian soup with beets and cabbage”.  “Beets and cabbage, – repeated she sadly…well, I think, I’d rather stay home.”  It is true that beets and cabbage are not the most popular American vegetables, at least not for everyone-it’s for sure.  However, at that evening, Jennifer still came to my place and tried the borsch.  Now, this is Continue reading