Mmmm. Chunky milk isn’t as good as chunky peanut butter. Seems as though my refrigerator is more like a microwave than a freezer. Everything in the fridge that Sally had purchased to get me started is pretty much spoiled. It’s totally broken. (not to mention that it’s kinda gross – yes, Sally cleaned it for a couple hours first – but not really possible to remove rust inside it). So it’s leaking water from the freezer on my floor, and I can’t buy food that needs to stay cold.
Looks like cereal in the morning requires shopping for milk first! This has an upside… I have to keep practicing my Russian by shopping for food pretty much every meal!
So on Saturday Jim took Amy and I shopping again. This time – it was for a fridge. Another amazing example of father’s provision… a 3000 Ruble discount! On Tuesday I’ll have a new fridge, as long as the delivery guys can find my apartment…
2 comments:
Hey Jeff!
I'm sending you a letter on Tuesday, so I'll save the details until you get that (which hopefully won't be too long.) I miss you buddy!
I'm sorry your refrigerator doesn't work ... gross. If you're discouraged, hang in there! You'll get through the storm ...
Matt
...good thing milk in Russia has a shelf-life of a year and doesn't actually have to be refridgerated.
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