I had a pretty relaxing weekend, for the most part. Saturday I got up and went to the Hermitage, and walked around for about three hours. I saw some really interesting exhibits. They have a special section on Egyptian art right now, and they have an actual mummy on display outside of the sarcophagus and wrappings. I didn’t want to spend too long there, because I know I can go back for free on a student ID.
After I left the museum, I walked to the metro and rode across the city to the metro stop (Достоевская) where Natasha told me I could find a barber supply shop. I went in, and they had one straight razor left in the store. They didn’t have strops or sharpening stones, however, and didn’t know where I could find them, so I didn’t buy it. I explored the area for an hour or so after that. I had never been to that district before, and I found a sign showing how rich the area was in literary origins. They showed about 15 different points within a few blocks where famous authors had lived (Anna Akhmatova and Fyodor Dostoyevsky to name a couple) and it showed how to find their homes. I’m definitely going to go back and take a look around.
At one point I found the most feminine mall I’ve ever seen in my life…I mean, most malls are geared towards women anyway, but this one was absolutely designed exclusively for women. It was five or six floors, and every single store was dresses, purses, women’s clothing, jewelry, lingerie, bathing suits, cosmetics, perfume, accessories…I mean EVERY single one. I’ve never seen anything like it. When Brittany comes here next month I’ll have to take her over there.
Other than that, I had a relatively boring weekend. I relaxed, watched Russian movies, did homework, and sat around the dorm most of the weekend. I don’t like doing it, but I didn’t have much going on. I’ll be able to get my transit pass on Thursday, and then I can do a lot more exploring. Its not that paying per trip is expensive, but after a while it adds up and I don’t like carrying a lot of money in my wallet, so it gets tiresome.
Вова invited me to go along with him and his friends next weekend to a bath house. That’s one of the things I had wanted to do while in Russia, so I’m looking forward to it. To be honest, I have no idea what to expect though. All I keep picturing is the movie Ирония Судбы, where someone brings vodka in with them and everyone gets so drunk that they forget who has a plane to catch and the wrong guy ends up getting aboard.
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