Kylie: Russia-fied.

Hey, there, my readers. And family. Who count as readers. First off: EVERYONE! Thank you for your prayers. I can feel them. Seriously. You may think I’m crazy. But it is not so. There have been many occasions when I have been able to know that people care about me. And also, I have encountered many a miracles since being here. Which amounts to almost 7 full days! (side note: 7 days is a delicious crossiant brand here).

Now, lets get down to the nitty gritty: who is this [Incarnoceon] Margherita.

Margherita is my new host mom/not mom. Things didn’t really…work out with Baba Masha. {just so everyone knows…the food is not the reason things didn’t work out.} So.. Here I Am. Living with Miss Margherita. Whom I will from now on call Maggie.

Maggie is great. I already love her and I have only spent about 4 hours with her. She is 23, a student, and very patient with my Russian. And she is excited for my birthday?? Haha.

Well, to be honest. I don’t know much about Miss Maggie because she is on VACA. This week is a huge celebration. Because on the 9^th is their day of triumph. Because, as a lot of you don’t know, Russia had an amazingly HUGE part in winning World War II. To be precise, most of the German’s losses were on the Eastern Front [where you fight the Soviets…] And without them, defeating Germany would have taken a lot longer. It also is a huge day of remembrance. They were by far the underdogs. They were under the rule of Stalin, who did little to prepare for a war he knew was inevitable. They won this war out of survival. To save their home. 20 MILLION died. Anyways. I will post pictures of the celebratory parades I attend on Wednesday (tomorrow)! 

But, staying with me is her friend Dasha. Dasha is so great. She is 22. She has helped me so much already. Plus she is a bee keeper. And distills her own vodka. Pretty cool gal, eh? Vot: (Here:) is a picture of her! [and her personal honey that she extracted from her hive.]

 And, Sunday night…we made dinner. And guess what? The chicken I prepared still had its ribs intact. And guess what? I, Kylie Anne Bills,  was awesome. And took those ribs off the chicken. That’s right. I deboned a Russian chicken.

Also: I get to eat chocolate for breakfast. Haha. No, I tried to turn it down. But Dasha was insistent. She said it would help me concentrate on a “day before holiday day.” Dasha is cool. Hopefully I can stay in contact with her, even after she leaves.

Also, I live on the best, most happenin’ place in Nizhny now. I live on the walking street. Which is this awesome place that is kind of like a Gateway of sorts. Anyways. I love it. Look above. that is the view from my window. [note, this is a good view].

And there is always something going on. Like...people singing into microphones a Hare Krishna song. See? 

But Ill post more pictures. Promise.

Da Svidanya,

Kylie Anne