So the day we got home from Saint Petersburg, the translators decided the best possible placement for us was the botanical gardens at the local university... which in retrospect was probably a thousand times better than having a bunch of children screaming to you in Russian but at the time seemed just like ridiculous physical labor for the immigrant farm workers (us).
I know we were helping out a lot but they definitely gave us the job that no one wanted: watering ALL THE BOTANICAL GARDENS!!! With watering cans... and one poorly placed hose. I think i walked about 10 miles in the two hours we were there just coming and going from the hose.
Thankfully our wonderful translator Natalya realized that we were essentially the walking dead with watering cans and let us stop early to tour around the university which we understood to be the Patagonia School of Magic and Mooses. Sadly they had no sweatshirts for us to purchase otherwise that would DEFINITELY be what you all would get for presents.
There really is nothing more to tell you. I apologize for this joke of a blog entry but apparently I'm as tired now as when I was watering.
I know we were helping out a lot but they definitely gave us the job that no one wanted: watering ALL THE BOTANICAL GARDENS!!! With watering cans... and one poorly placed hose. I think i walked about 10 miles in the two hours we were there just coming and going from the hose.
Thankfully our wonderful translator Natalya realized that we were essentially the walking dead with watering cans and let us stop early to tour around the university which we understood to be the Patagonia School of Magic and Mooses. Sadly they had no sweatshirts for us to purchase otherwise that would DEFINITELY be what you all would get for presents.
There really is nothing more to tell you. I apologize for this joke of a blog entry but apparently I'm as tired now as when I was watering.
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