It's a good thing I don't suffer from much to speak of regarding atmospheric allergies, because there are ridiculous amounts of fuzz in the air here. When it first started appearing a few days ago, I thought it was feathers, so I felt a whole lot of sympathy for the untimely fate of so many birds high in the atmosphere. In fact, it's simply just a massive amount of pollen, in fact so much of it that it blows and drifts against the curbs. It may not look like much in the photo, but I've never seen so much pollen in my life. That's why I'm blogging about it, durr.
Also, the toilet at my host-home has a ridiculous habit of becoming clogged very, very often, and on multiple occasions my host-mother has spent ridiculous amounts of time fixing it. I assure you, dear reader, I'm not doing anything wrong! It's become a bit of a joke at this point, because there's simply nothing I can do.
Another habit I'm actually quite happy about is the one I've developed of arriving at the school quite early every morning. It's nice to get here and have time to use the internet and not be rushed and such. Still trying to figure out how to get more sleep, because I've realized how vital it is.
Why am I abroad? In short, it goes back to perhaps the oldest of stories, the quest of the individual. Everyone does it in some way. For me, as I discussed with one good new friend yesterday evening at McDonalds, I have had a hard time in my life defining myself on my own terms, and now I'm doing just that, even as hard as it is to step aside from the people and places I know and love.
Pskov is going to be fun! Still don't know anything about it, except I'll be rooming at the hotel with a couple of good people, and apparently we'll have a fun night out somewhere on Saturday.
Here's what yesterday looked like:
The cathedral was beautiful, but my favorite part was the roof:
Looking south-east, toward Novgorod I suppose?
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