Jumped into the Black Sea. I would like to say a swam in the Black Sea but it was so cold... how cold was it you ask? When the surf hit my feet, I believe I walked on the water before finally sinking in. My skin pinched and my gonads ached before completely disappearing. But hey the sun was shining. Not a bucket list item but I threw it in the bucket and picked it out again. Lost in translation.
Dried Persimmons. Wow I just discovered this through a Russian teammate. They are a bit chewy, nicely sweet, kindly like a fresh date just note as grainy. Will need to eat and share them as I doubt Canada Customs would accept them as a special Olympic treat.
Canada wear became very popular, the store in Canada house is empty. There are Many people walking the streets and in Olympic Park wearing Canada garb, when I greet them it becomes immediately apparent they are faux Canadians happy to wear the ware. Some Canadians tell me and I have experienced it myself, if you are wearing something Canadian people will stop you and ask to trade or buy it off you, Right off you. Good thing I never got into the hanging pants fashion, the maple leaf boxers would have been a challenging trade out in Olympic Park.... Last day it competition, Lost in Translation.
The Doo-Dads were a hit. In Russian It is pronounced "Gor-la". Last day at the oval, Men's and Women's Team Pursuit. Looks like Canada is out of the medals. Great team spirit and lots of friends and family support.
Last day of Speed Skating competition. So far the oval only has a flower ceremony at the end of competition days. As the last day there will be flowers, medals and a flag ceremony. should be quite nice. Will pic if I can.
OK, so what I did was find the post office. This one is in Olympic Park (Russian Disneyland) accessed by a side door of the Russia Friends House. The postal staff were very helpful and efficient. Most visitors perched, crouched or stood where they could writing letters, filling In post cards or collecting stamps. Everything displayed and all instructions are in Russian. A more than patient postal employee presented in a uniform resembling an early seventies flight stewardess (this is no slant it was immaculate and worn with pride) walked me through the process filling in blanks and posting what I selected. Interesting and kinda fun experience. Lost in Translation.