Day Seven
We decided to stay in and around the hostel because we were feeling
very sore and tired. Kade was also not
feeling well. In the afternoon, I met a
Scottish traveler at the hostel and had a nice conversation. Also, I met James, the owner of the
hostel. He’s a nice guy. After that, I grabbed Kade and we went out to
get a bite to eat. We stopped by our
favorite little bakery and got a fish w/ cheese sauce dish, some borscht, a bit
of pilaf and some donuts with cream cheese filling. We got some extra donuts for the girls at the
hostel.
We returned to the hostel to rest and check e-mails. Sometime later in the afternoon, Kade and I
walked out to the pharmacy. Jenna, one of the ladies from the hostel, met us
there and talked with the pharmacist about Kade’s condition. We got some medicine.
We walked down to a Japanese restaurant – mainly by default
because we didn’t really know where we wanted to eat. The sushi and salad we ordered was quite good.
At $40 total, it was the priciest meal
we had had. The most entertaining part
of our meal was the mafia guys at the table next to us. They really fit the Mafia stereotype, from
the dress to the bravado to the mannerisms.
Even the waitress seemed to show deference to them.
This particular day, we noticed one or two “older” ladies
sporting g-strings. We referred to them
as “Babushkas in g-strings.” Babushka is
the Russian word for grandmother!
In the evening, we finally figured out how to use the
hostel’s washer and dryer. It turned out
to be quite simple.
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