For twenty days I'm on vacation undeserved.
Breathe the sweet air of freedom,
Eat the strange dark for citizens of Uzbekistan is clear
(Somehow iPad underlined in red pencil the word. Apparently Gad recalls that in my school was a triple on the Russian language, and bitch teacher.)
Dilute their classic drinks.
Devotees variety of entertainment. I am in the limits of Moscow and the Moscow region. Circulating from one hot spot to another.
And even forgot about the purpose of his visit.
However, I realized one important truth: Children! That life is not immediately flew into the daily routine of hectic, as long flowed slowly and stoned, you have to travel frequently and meet with different interesting for you people. I am here for only 20 days, and feel that it has been at least six months, I left Tashkent.
And unfortunately I stayed only one week before the plane home.
I am here to make a lot of cases had: and cut down a large tree, and prepare Xe and even draw a picture (see. in the appendix). Picture of prehistoric, is the memory of the city, which no longer exists, and it is quickly drawn as a gift, so do not judge strictly.
You're only here to take a steam bath in the country among the birches that I plan Do tomorrow.
Well, so far.