Am class was followed by pies. I had really great Russian pies earlier in my trip with Sergei, and was determined to get back there before my trip was done. I decided to show the gang the pie place, but that little excursion was met with groaning from the peanut gallery. The peanut gallery being Greg and Max. Marta was a trooper. We did eventually get to the pie shop, and they agreed it was worth the long walk. I unfortunately passed on getting anything this time. There are 2 pies that fall under my lenient vegan category, and they were not available. Boo.
Since this is Greg’s last week, we thought we’d try to be the best tourists possible. This would mean a boat tour was required at some point. Upon further consideration, Marta and I decided to walk home and not spend 700 rubles on a tour. She lives fairly close to me, which is quite nice, so we’ll be meeting up throughout the week since this is her last week also. I walked a few miles to McDonalds to utilize their wifi and finally talk to my boyfriend. My dad suggested I do a commercial for them, emphasizing how awesome their wifi is and what a difference it has made being abroad. I never thought I would be so thankful for McDonalds.
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