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Today was pretty much a hair styling day as I spent half the day at a hair dressers. My parents dropped me off at the apartment at about 1:30pm, on the way to Mama’s dental surgery and I brought up some things while waiting for Yeva to pick me up. James was there with his parents today. His Dad was helping him put together the dressers and his Mom was cleaning the windows (my Mom and I were planning on doing that on Saturday). His Mom also brought a shower caddy as a gift. I didn’t stay long as Yeva was actually early for once.

She took me to the guy she goes to for hair coloring. It is a little drive but she swears by him and he is not that expensive. We got there a little earlier and had time for Yeva to grab lunch and to do some shopping. Since Yeva wanted to go to Marshall’s for clothes shopping and I find that utterly boring, I went to Staples instead and licked up the little budget books I wanted and pens and glue too. I do love back to school sales – I loved school when I was a kid and going back to school was so much fun, especially in supply shopping.

Then at 3:30 I was really for my appointment with George. He is our age and he is just as great at what he does as Yeva said. For the first time in my life I colored my hair completely. (Last December I just got highlights). George did such a great job in matching the color to my natural color that I even have trouble seeing that it is not my actual hair color. He also did brownish-reddish highlights on top of it. Since Yeva was also getting her hair done, it took up a while. I loved how my hair turned out.

We stopped by in ‘Bed, Bath and Beyond’ store, and then drove back to Brooklyn where Yeva dropped me off at the bus stop. I grabbed a slice of pizza for a late dinner. (And, of course, forgot my checks that Bear just gave me in Yeva’s car. Well, I’ll see her on Sunday for the wedding shower).
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After taking yesterday off, I finally tackled the history final exams. I finished grading History of Law finals and did the Excel formula for final grades. One more set of exams to go. Then I cleaned the bathroom. And right after I was done, Bear drove up – great timing.

Since Papa is going on his non-iodine diet and won’t be able to have egg yolk, Mama decided to make potato pancakes for Hanukkah today instead of Tuesday. Best lunch ever.

Bear and I tacked Christmas shopping today and went to the mall. To me the mall is a soul sucking place that, if I believed in Hell, would be what hell is. I think this is mostly in clothing stores or shoe stores, other stores are a little better. But it was nice to actually get out of the house after a semester of teaching and grading. And it was a pretty good day overall. I got new lipstick and eyeliner at Victoria’s Secret and did some presents shopping. Mostly for Bear’s parents and sister and our grandmothers. And, of course, I had to get something for Galya since we stopped by a toy store. I still need a bit more presents, but I’m set for most of the stuff.

I ended up making pasta with sauce for us for dinner, since that was cheaper than going out and I was not really in the mood for take out anyway. I miss cooking. I can’t wait to make our traditional seafood lasagna on Christmas Eve.
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Today was a really really long day. 31 hours with time change overall. And, on top of that, I barely slept the night before. We got up at 3am and were ready pretty quickly to drive to the airport in two cars. I drove to airport with Sasha, we managed to fit all the luggage in his car, while my parents and my uncle went in my aunt’s car. The drive to the airport was my favorite time with Sasha in the whole two weeks, since we just chatted by ourselves for more than an hour.

We got to the airport way too early and had to wait awhile. It was very cold in the morning, I’m glad I had on my leather jacket. Finally, an hour before boarding, the registration opened. They couldn’t find Mama’s and mine ticket, they had only Papa’s, so we had to go to ticket counter to sort that out. Thankfully, that didn’t take long. We said goodbye to everyone and waited to go on the little bus to get us on the tarmac. The one hour plane ride to Moscow was really easy. And the landing was nice and soft. I was occupying myself my reading National Geographic I bought in New York – I read two articles from the May issue while in the airport and on the planes: an article on China-Tibet Tea Horse Road , and the Science of Sleep . I liked seeing the difference in sleep patterns between children, teenagers, adults and old people.

In Moscow, since flight from Minsk is considered a local flight due to special arrangement with Belarus, there were no customs or paper checking whatsoever. There wasn’t much on leaving Minsk either, I didn’t get a stamp in the passport that I was leaving Belarus. It reminded me of when I took the Eurostar from London to Paris and discovered upon arrival in Paris, that no one cares and we could just go anywhere. We took a local bus to Seremetevo 2 airport (international flights) and meet some traveling companions who also came from Minsk and were going to New York to visit their daughter. One had to have Russian money to take the bus, thankfully, Papa got some the day before.

We spent four hours at the airport: getting something to eat, shopping for some Moscow souvenirs, then going through security. The initial security near the registration was annoying because of lines that didn’t seem to go in order, and then we all had to go through body scanner – my first, which was a weird experience. It didn’t feel like invasion of privacy at all, just a bewildering thing to go through. Then we did a bit more shopping, I actually got some perfume. And then they blocked off our gate and did a hand search of persons and carry-ons for all travelers heading to New York. They said it was standard to planes heading to America.

Finally we got on the plane to spend ten hours in the air – that was a really long time especially since the movies were crappy. I watched one Russian comedy that was funny, at least. I can’t read that much on the plane. They fed us twice. Still, ten hours is a long time to just sit there. I wonder what the pilots do at that time. There was a long circling descent into JFK that lasted at least 20 minutes if not half an hour, and we arrived on time for our landing. Still we had to wait. On the entertainment system, in front of each seat, they turned on a camera to show where we were, and that actually made the circling seem worse. Finally, we landed and then had to wait some more for a slow taxi into our gate. The crew had to tell several times for people to take their seat since we were just stopping but not at the gate yet. After ten hours of sitting down, most people just wanted to go. I called Bear to tell him we landed but that it might take a while – he was waiting by his car in the parking lot. At least there was a quick turn around at the actual airport; it is good to be a US citizen – no fingerprinting and no picture taking. The luggage also came quickly.

Bear picked us up in his Mom’s SUV that had plenty of space for all the luggage. My ears can’t hear after I’ve been on the plane, so arriving is always a surreal experience. Plus I’ve been awake for almost 24 hours at this point, which is a little like being drunk. And first thing you feel upon arrival in New York in the summer is the humidity. We went from chilly whether to 80+ degrees with humidity. The trip home was pretty fast.

As soon as the luggage was inside Bear and I drove to get Chinese food for him (I wasn’t hungry and only took a bit of his chicken) and did a little mini shopping while we waited to pick up the food. All of this while really sleepy, tired and stuffed up ears.

We did a bit of unpacking after we got home and ate and I was showing some Minsk stuff to Bear, including giving him his presents. Mostly I was trying to stay awake so I could try to go to sleep at normal time; I went to sleep at 10pm after 26 hours of being awake – I could not keep my eyes open. Flying this time wasn’t as bad, though.
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This morning we went for the last walk in the center of the city. We saw Children’s theater and President’s palace (with absolutely no traffic around it), Karl Marx street – with plaques where famous writers lived . We also saw the history department of Belarusian State University. I took a picture next to it. It was still very warm this morning and that area has very beautiful buildings.

By the time we got to “Stolitsa” mall in center square this was the picture: the red church was on the right, Lenin statue was on the left and in the middle was the darkest cloud with approaching pouring rain. We got to the mall just in time. We went shoe shopping there. I got two pairs for sandals, one light blue, one brown. For $24 and $28 there were pretty cheap too and I figure that I might as well get the shoe shopping over with since I really don’t like it. I don’t linger over shoes, I pick fast, I try on, I’m ready to go. I got my fill of it today as my parents went to several other shoe stores to find white shoes for Papa. They were unsuccessful in their quest. Meanwhile, I found the first place to sit in each store, and I made a list of TV shows to watch when I get back that I missed in the last two weeks.

Finally, it was time to eat. We went to the same place where we ate twice before but it wasn’t as tasty this time. But we did get ice-cream afterward and I for my Eskimo ice-cream with yellow, lemon, cover. Mama bought cake and we went home. We had to run a little in the rain. It got colder too. We also had to walk home from the metro under one flimsy umbrella. It was easier to just walk under the rain.

After I took a nap in the afternoon, Papa and I walked to our old building again and even peeked at our door. (Papa met someone in the courtyard of our building earlier who recognized him and told him that some drunks live in our apartment now.) We took a trolleybus back.

Sasha copied all photos – mine, Katya’s, Uncle Tolya’s onto a DVD. Very convenient for me. Sveta and Lika came over. We had a table in the living room full of food. Lika ate only kolbasa – she likes meat. She also drew later with crayons, really well too. We said goodbye to them. Sveta needs to get on Skype more. I will miss her a lot.

We are trying to go to sleep earlier since we have to wake up at 3am to get to the airport by 5 for our flight at 7am. (Mama always likes to leave too early for flights). Tomorrow will be a really long day.

I started Neil Gaiman’s “Smoke and Mirrors.” I read the story in the introduction called “The Wedding Present” and the story called “Chivalry” that has Mrs. Whitaker as a main character and she found a Holy Grail in a antique shop and Galaad tries to buy it off her. Also I read a twisted perspective on Santa called “Nicholas Was.” I just love Gaiman’s short stories. Much more than even his longer works. He has nice twists and interesting ideas that stick in your head. Hopefully, it will keep me busy on the 10 hour plane ride tomorrow, although I’m sometimes too nervous to read on planes.

This is the last of my entries from my handwritten journal. Everything from now on comes from little notes I take each day.
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Happy Birthday, Grandpa!

I think by the Jewish calendar, it is my birthday today (but it isn’t yet by the solar calendar so I’m not recognizing it). Today is actually my grandfather’s birthday – he turned 83. Papa and I called him on Skype. He asked my grandmother to buy him a new apron as his present – he cooks in that family. Tomorrow will be the last day of my twenties, I will not give that up. :)

Vika named her daughter Iris. A very pretty name.

Today was rainy again – not a pouring rain, more drizzling here and there and it wasn’t cold or anything, just gloomy. And I was in a grouchy mood a lot because most of the day involved Papa and I waiting for Mama.

We left home at around 9:30 to go to a store on Tanka street for Mama to look for a summer jacket. It was to be a simple thing – store, shop, go operation – that turned into afternoon since the store only opened at 11. So we walked toward Yama (Holocaust memorial) instead. That sculpture is just so touching. I noticed more detail in it like a pregnant woman and her husband touching her belly. The rain was appropriate.

pictures of Yama memorial )

On the way back to the store, Mama noticed a hair salon and went to see how long it was until the next manicure appointment. It was really soon so we figured that it shouldn’t take a lot of time, so why not. Papa and I could go to a different store for a bit.

It took an hour. We went to a radio-technical store. We went to a little café and had a muffin and a cake dessert (it wasn’t all that good). And still we waited for Mama. I even looked into a movie theater to see all American movies on posters in Russian like “Sex in the Big City 2”.

movie posters in Russian )

And after that and more waiting, there was still jacket shopping. Mama bought two jackets in two neighboring stores. By the time she was done, it was 1pm. By the time we stopped by the bread store by the bread factory and left the stuff at Katya’s and then went for our first touristy destination of Troitsky suburb (old Minsk really), it was 2pm.

At Troitsky we found a nice place to eat lunch. I had draniki again with a special sauce and salad. I’m determined to eat as many potato pancakes as I can. The portion was enormous. It was very delicious and very filling. It restaurants here, they mostly cook pork for meat – I try to avoid it. But sometimes they put it inside the potato pancakes.

After lunch, it was time to go to the café where I will have my birthday party. We had to pre-order some things like appetizers and drinks so that it would already be on the table. We had a nice girl, Julia, helping us with the selection. There will be 10 adults and 3 children. The café is called “My dear.”

Then we stopped by the main church. There are homeless people there. Then we went back to Troitsky for a more thorough look. I found a honey jar shaped a bit like a bear – the lid had two bear ears and the jar had bear eyes and paws painted on it. It says “Myed” (Honey) on the back. It is very cute and I had to buy it. We also found a very original art gallery by Ostashov with fairy tales like sculptures. Very cool art.

Mama wanted to go to Nemiga store again, so Papa and I waited at Katya’s for a hour or so. I took Lenya’s “Belorussian fairy tales” book and his Belorussian schoolbook – much easier Belorussian to read.

In the evening, I mostly hung out with Mama and Aunt Vera in the kitchen. I was looking at Lenya’s English textbook too and in their version of Goldilocks story little Bear and Goldilocks become the best of friends once little Bear finds Goldilocks sleeping in his bed. Even Disney have not white washed this story so much yet.
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My cousin Vika had a little girl yesterday – congratulations to her!

It is rainy again and cold. Here the sky is blue in one part and them another part is gray cloud and rain. It was alternating like this all day.

I had eggs for breakfast for once. Papa made them for me.

My feet are really tired from all the walking in the past week. I have new sneakers too, which I don’t think helps. Today, first we took a metro to Yakub Kolas station to another general store and did a bit of random shopping. We saw a magnifying glass that was only $2, for example. I also bought lipstick and blue eye shadow. Lipstick was only $2 as well, much better than $14 in New York.

After the store we went to Komarovskiy Rynok – a big covered market (there is uncovered seasonal fruit and vegetable section too. The prices here are lower and it is a bit like farmer’s market). We got some kolbasa and cheese and had nice baked goods. Papa bought honey as well. My camera batteries died just before we got there, so no more pictures the whole day. I forgot to bring my extra batteries, they were in my bag at home.

We took the trolleybus to Nemiga and dropped all the shopping at Katya’s before we went to Belarus fast food place where we ate yesterday and got lunch. I had fried potatoes and a chicken cutlet and salad this time. It was ok, nothing special. Still, I’m eating as much potatoes as I can while I’m here.

We walked up to Komsomolskaya street to Karl Mark street to the National History Museum. We bought tickets to all exhibition rooms including the special collections. (The tickets are sold separately, in case people want to just see one room or two, or don’t have money for the whole thing. It cost us $4 per person and the museum sales person did ask us first how much money we were planning on. We were being extravagant. ) We saw ancient artifacts room that included Neolithic stuff and the first printing press. Then we went to see the special collection of Medieval Torture Devices. Well, it was actually late Early Modern Period torture devices, but “Medieval” looks better on the poster. Gruesome, cool display. There was mannequins to illustrate various tortures. I also learned that when a head is cut off, it still lives from a few seconds to a minute. That is just awful. We also saw a room of paintings about the Battle against Teutonic Knights (knights lost eventually). There was also lots of stuff about the Grand Duchy of Lithuania (Belarus was part of that for a while) including awesome family trees going back 500 years, modern fashions, photographs and musical instruments and such from a century ago and a room of uniforms and weapons of the twentieth century.

After the museum – my legs were already killing me – we stopped by a book store where I bought a map of Belarus and a map of Minsk, postcards for grandparents, a book in Belorussian and a Russian-Belorussian dictionary. And a notebook that teaches first graders how to write in Russian for Bear. After seeing Belorussian everywhere, I figured I need a bit of a recap in it (I had Belorussian language and literature in school from third to seventh grades). I get the easy stuff like street signs and announcements on trains but literature is hard. Plus, it will be cool to have another dictionary. Papa recommended Bykov as a good Belorussian writer (he also translates his own work in to Russian, which we have at home). I tried reading some of it in the evening – I definitely need a dictionary. I can read easier children’s prose mostly with no problem.

Russian, Belorussian and Ukrainian are three Slavic languages that are very similar in a lot of ways. Vocabulary is at times different but a lot of basic grammar rules are the same. Most people in Minsk speak Russian from birth, Belorussian is mostly spoken in villages. Since 1992 there is a bit of more of a movement to revive it and a language on the same level with Russian. Now Belarus has two official languages: Belorussian and Russian but all the signs are in Belorussian. It is not too hard to learn one if you know another but it is still a different language. Belorussian is a bit of a mixture in vocabulary between Russian, Polish and Ukrainian.

My parents also bought so much candy at the candy store. I keep eating little cakes all the time here, since they are so delicious.

While we were waiting for Katya, before going home, Mama and I stopped by Lidia Soveilevna’s apartment. Her view is just amazing – looking toward the river and the center of the city.

Mama went for her cosmetology appointment at 5:30pm while we went home and Aunt Vera fixed us dinner of venegret (salad from beats) and pickles and kolbasa. Then it was time for my own appointment. They didn’t have facials but they had face masks and I got one of those. It was very relaxing and everything. I felt very fancy.

In the evening we were too tired to go anywhere so we just hung out at home. Sasha only paid for the internet after nine, so I could only call Bear at ten. He already finished the latest Dresden Files book I gave them so we discussed Harry Dresden for a bit.
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Woke up after six, looked back at the clock and went back to sleep until eight. I’m bringing my sleep patterns back to normal.

This morning we went to the cemeteries – first, North Cemetery Gate 2 for Aunt Lucy (Sveta’s Mom who died tragically six years ago at the age of 50 and was Mama’s good friend). It took a bit of wandering to find the right plot, we even consulted the map at the front. We left flowers there and then drove to Gate 1 for my grandfather’s grave. The tree there grew very tall. My grandfather died pretty young too in 1978 so I never knew him. After Mama cleaned up and visited we went to find the grave of our California relative’s father. We knew the right section number but it took a bit of searching before I finally spotted the hardly visible letters of his last name. We took a picture to send to him. The morning was cold and rainy, and even as the rain stopped before we got to the cemetery, the ground was still wet. The place closely resembles a forest, much more than American cemeteries so my shoes got wet too. (Well, I figured out that my sneakers are not really waterproof for walking in wet grass.)

After a visit to the North Cemetery, Aunt Vera and Uncle Tolya dropped us off at Moscovskoye cemetery where my father’s grandmother is buried. There was a cool computer system by the entrance that shows who is buried where and gives a convenient map. We found our California relative’s mother’s grave easily using it – which I don’t think we would have without this computer. Nine years ago, Papa and I searched for a hour to find my great-grandmother Fanya’s grave. There is a new stone on it now. This cemetery also has graves of famous people, writers and politicians – so we looked a bit at those too.

After all the visits, which took up the whole morning, we took a Metro to Kastrychnenskaya to the city center. All the metro stops and announcements are now in Belarusian. Metro still looks ridiculously pretty with all the marble and it still smell the same (the train smell, still familiar after so many years away).

Papa wanted to try McDonalds here to compare – he thought the products should be tastier here, made of local ingredients. I haven’t had a Big Mac in four years (there only thing I get at McDonalds now are ice-cream and hash browns) but I got it now. It all tastes exactly the same. Hopefully, he got it out of his system so now I could just have Belarusian food – like more potatoes.

After lunch, we went shopping at the a sort of Russian mall, with a little bit of everything. I bought two little notebooks and a planner that every schoolchild uses (it also records grades and parents have to sign it every week). This dnevnik (or ‘daily’) is in Belarusian now too with national anthem on the inside cover. I bought a little owl for Marianna, Russian Tarot cards for Medusa, and a Minsk magnet and a city coat of arms magnet for myself. Papa also saw a cross-stitch kit of a monkey with a banana which I bought to make for him. I might buy some Russian theme cross-stitch later.

Then we walked to Nemiga street – it is a shorter walk than I remember – and went to the store there. (Mama loves shopping, Papa and I not so much but a little shopping must be done). I got two pencil cases for Kid and her brother and I found the robe I liked at Katya’s the night before –one with a zipper and no sleeves. We ran into a girl who was with us on a plane to Minsk. I also bought napkins and table cover in traditional design with “Minsk” written on it in Belarusian for Bear’s parents. And I saw a teatowel with polar bears with a big heart and love written on it – which I just had to get too. It was very very hot in the store and my parents still wanted to do a bit more shopping, so I took our big bags of purchases and went to Katya’s apartment a minute away. I started my monkey cross-stitch there. It is very small and I want to finish it here.

Then we took the Metro to Aunt Vera’s. Mama went to get a manicure and Papa and I went home to eat. Once Mama got back we went for a walk to our old neighborhood. We went through our yard to a local grocery store. The design is the same, there is just more food. The bread is in the same place. Then we passed my old kindergarden/day care and crossed to the corner of Pushkin street. We were too tired to walk all the way back so we took a trolleybus.

Tried calling Bear, couldn’t reach him. He did write a nice long email though. I’m walking a lot again, I do like that but my feet hurt nicely. I watched a bit of History Chanel with my Uncle once my parents went to sleep - Japan was signing a treaty on “Missouri” to end WWII – and also a bit of British version of “Who Do You Think You Are.” That was kind of fun.
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We went to Brooklyn this morning so I could get a haircut and then to visit my grandparents. My Mom hated the haircut, but then she never likes what I do with my hair. I like it simple, just basic layers up front and straight in the back.

When we got back home we stopped by in Modell’s where I finally got new sneakers. My old ones were falling apart but there were so comfy. But it was time. I can’t travel in really old sneakers that have whole at the seams. So I bought shiny grey sneakers with some pink lines in it and that seemed very much like me. I was debating between them and white full leather sneakers but I went with the shiny ones. I generally don’t like clothes and shoe shopping, but sometimes I do like buying new things.

As I was doing cross stitch, I discovered that I was almost done with the main details. I will probably finish those tomorrow and then do the background highlights after I get back from vacation.

I was also packing today. Well, picking the clothes out that Mama fitted into suitcases. Unlike Papa and I, Mama can actually pack extremely neatly. I think I got the good combination of not taking too much but having enough clothes for two and a half weeks.

In the evening I had a bit of a battle with buckwheat. I can’t stand buckwheat kasha but Mama always makes it because it is good for you and has iron in it. So before I could bring myself down to eat it, I called Bear and whined about it some. But in the end, I convinced Papa to have it for lunch the next day and had some meat and sauerkraut instead. Win!

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