Sunday 19 January 2014

Back to the Babushka

Happpyy New Year! Hope you've had a really lovely time, I sure did, but somehow I am already back in the Motherland unpacking (or clearly not) and wondering what this term will bring.

My four weeks at home were most definitely needed and it has been so so good to see friends and have time with the fam, I did plan to do my log sheets for Exeter (should've done quite a few by now, but can't I just give them the blog?!) and actually keep up my Russian, but hey, I did other things on my to-do list like eating lots of Cadburys (and brought half the factory back with me) so all is not lost. I also got to go back to Exeter which was really nice, apart from when I was served gherkins with my meal at a restaurant…erm…I needed a break from Russia for a reason.

I found myself being surprised by little things in England, like how easy it is to cross the road, how supermarkets work and how it actually gets light before 11am - all very odd and possibly a sign that I was quite settled into the Russian life!?

So school doesn't actually start until next Monday which gives me some time to get back into things, start teaching again and see some friends, oh and hopefully remember how to speak Russian.

My babushka greeted me with a big smile and a hug(!!) and it was genuinely lovely to see her again, the second thing she said to me was that I should've been wearing a hat, and well, for once I agree - it was -13 and I wasn't prepared. Not sure how long we'll be staying here for as it is far from the centre etc, but I have learnt a lot from her and would probably miss her if we moved (yes, it is true). I also would really struggle with telling her I was moving out, so if any of you would like that task you are welcome to come to Russia and help me out, or you could have my room and stay here for the rest of the year, yes that would be ideal.

Although I didn't want to leave Inglaterra yesterday it does feel good to be back in this little land and I'm looking forward to the term.

I'll get back to the unpacking now - after taking out the 37th hairbrush from my suitcase and having a minor panic that I haven't brought back any trousers, I have come to the conclusion that no matter how hard I try, I will probably never be good at packing.

Lots of love, hope you enjoy reading round two :)

Лиза xxx

Landing in London