My host mother bought lemons, so I now drink tea with lemon (which I've always liked, and prefer it to tea with sugar). She then told me that I should eat the lemon because it's good for me. Again, I'm willing to eat anything that is a fruit or a vegetable at this point, but I think any health benefits I gain from said lemon are drowned out by the 2 teaspoons of sugar I need to put on each lemon slice in order to eat it. I guess we'll find out.
Today in class we talked about our trip to Arshan. I'm pretty sure Elisabeth was not thrilled when we talked about meeting strange buryatii men who claimed to be both some sort of llama as well as a Russian-English translator (yet didn't know English). Anyway, I forgot to add this tidbit to my Arshan story, and it's for sure one of the best parts:
So when we woke up the 2nd morning, Baba Zina picked up the phone (presumably calling her neighbor, or someone). This is all translated from Russian, as she does not speak English. Also the strong Buryat accent is hard to convey over the internet.
"Ah? Yes? You still looking for your cow? Still haven't found it? It didn't come home last night?" And various other things.
Five minutes later, she calls again.
"Ah! Aya! Your cow is here! Come get her!"
As I reread this, I realize that this conversation was 15 times better in Russian, but I guess...just imagine that you all understand Russian, as well as the humor of this situation.
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