Last week was a mess. Two different agricultural seminar papers to write, plus the end of class leadership paper. The latter wasn’t so bad. 3 pages, research a leader in history and compare ourselves to said leader. It appears to be much more work than the seminar papers. Why, then, was it so much easier to write? Because I felt intellectually stimulated. I had to think about the information I was taking in, I had to understand it, and it was easier to relate to. I knocked out 3 pages in the snap of my fingers, and if I had taken more time to organize it better, I would’ve had more. The seminar papers dull. All I see are facts, of which I have less than minimal understanding. Knowing what anyone was talking about would require a background education that I simply do not have, and to be honest I’m simply not interested in it. So I got to thinking, we already replace the newsletter with the blog, and the seminar papers serve basically the same function as the blog. So why not do away with the weekly papers, and simply require two blog posts a week, without worrying about length or format? One post would be about the fun times we have in Russia, the other post would be about the agricultural field trips. Just a thought. Something I’ll put in the suggestions paragraph in the inevitable program review.
This past week we went to a mushroom farm. Thus far I have been unable to find a website, so my paper about it may be a little thin. I also went to a hockey game, but found it a bit of a disappointment. I guess any game will seem boring if it is obviously one-sided. Seriously, I know very little about hockey, but even I could tell that the home team was not at all cohesive. Everyone else went to a second, and apparently more exciting, hockey game later in the week. I did not attend this one, because I will not let studying abroad be an excuse for me to fall down on my homework. I am more willing to miss fun times than I am to turn in a late assignment.
Just yesterday, our teacher Marcus decided that he wanted to go to Hard Rock Cafe since he is going back to the States very soon. I and a few others went with him, while the majority of the students attended a concert. The Hard Rock Cafe was on Arbat Street. This was only my second time going that way, and it was much more lively this time. When someone asks me what I think of most when thinking of Moscow, it will be Arbat Street. We saw women with the most beautiful face paint. I thought they were wearing masks until I saw one smile. A little further down, we saw a group of what I thought were Scandinavians dressed in black leather, and dueling with swords. Street musicians and other performers were everywhere. I would most certainly enjoy going back on a less chilly night. Regrettably, I did not think to take pictures.