ukrainian related things i don’t want to forget:
nutella aka vatali aka my first & last ukrainian crush
“prime time” aka i am the captain of priming
php aka pasha house party
RUSSLE aka the guy with the beard
diputat aka dip n dot aka the president aka demitri aka my husband
valik aka the best
playing mafia on the bus ride back to kiev—& the decision between eli and brian. who should live. who should die. intense.
playing mafia before our vision meeting—i’m officially the best
getting plastered with jos
but really, spending time getting to know jos a little bit as we plastered the stairwell
barbra streisand “oooo eee oooo eeeee oooo ooo eee oooo ooo”
pasha listening to loud russian party music every day
bread & cheese & cereal & coffee & crepes & mister choc for breakfast
juice galore
pizza every other night
our “hike” to the fortress
our actual hike through the mountains with pasha & fam
leigha and i trying to spit water through our teeth
dreamboat aka kyle
coza aka a bad word? but not really aka nadia
primer and paint in the hair
puza aka crazy sasha aka the guy who tied my shoes to the stairwell & tickled me with the help of other sasha aka the one who would squeeze my arm really hard & bite people aka the one who called & told us to wait for him by the bus stop so he could drive the van full of people & jump out to hug us goodbye aka probably the person i will miss the most