<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083</id><updated>2012-02-19T13:57:27.316+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Russia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4655877318239349598</id><published>2010-08-26T12:39:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:40:01.124+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Testing to see if the blog still works - three years after my return from Russia :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4655877318239349598?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4655877318239349598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4655877318239349598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4655877318239349598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4655877318239349598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2010/08/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-367808177381572853</id><published>2007-09-04T22:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:33:36.251+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Post II</title><content type='html'>“Russia is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma,” said Winston Churchill more than half a century ago. Churchill’s views are as accurate now as they were then. Russia is one of the fastest growing and most dynamic countries in the world. Spanning 11 time zones and two continents, she covers about one-sixth of the Earth’s surface. But perhaps the most fascinating aspect of Russia is its people. What are the people of the former Soviet Union like? Specifically, how do the Russians treat the “outsiders” in their midst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Russians have a reputation of being fatalistic and callous drunkards. It is true that Russians are much more fatalistic than Americans. And yes, they do like to drink. But neither one of those facts is correctly understood by most “Westerners.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russians just express themselves differently than Americans. Whereas Americans greet even complete strangers with a large toothy smile, Russians reserve their warmth for when they are sincerely happy to see people. Russians view Americans as being disingenuous and they see no need for it. Russians know who their friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way Russians view society tends to rapidly break-down into two categories: People are “friends” or “strangers”. A friend is the most valuable asset to a Russian. Routinely you will hear that, “100 friends are better than 100 Rubles”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being friends with a Russian is a great experience. On multiple occasions, I have been bought drinks or toasted by Russians because I was a foreigner who was striving to better understand their language and culture. Russians express an honest desire to better understand the West. They are truly curious as to what life is like beyond the borders of the former USSR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a Russian sees that his friend is in trouble, he does not think twice to extend a helping hand. When among friends, schedules do not matter as much to Russians as to Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps another noticeable quality is that Russians can be much more direct than Americans. When they do not care for someone or something, they will probably say so. If you have erred, they will let you know. This extends to day–to-day life. If you are walking around the street without a jacket during the winter, old ladies will chastise your lack of judgment on such a cold day and tell you that you are going to get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russians take great pride in their country. They delight in telling foreigners of the accomplishments of their people. Though, there is a hint of jealousy when they speak about the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a cautionary, I must say that most Russians are not exactly thrilled by racial, ethnic or other minorities in their country. A white American is interesting, whereas a Chechen Muslim may be despised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russians are not like Americans or Europeans, but they are some of the most incredible people in the world. As for me, I will spend the rest of my days studying the Russians and their ways, and there is nothing that I would rather be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have been back in the States for three months - and I still get emails from readers - which I still greatly appreciate!  &lt;br /&gt;  I am not currently working in the Russian studies field (I am working on a local political race), I believe that the GMU Russian Department prepared me very well for a career in the Russian's world. I would highly recommend GMU's program to students interested in getting a BA in Russian Studies (&lt;a href="http://russianstudies.gmu.edu/"&gt;http://russianstudies.gmu.edu/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;  If you have any questions about GMU's Russian Studies, of course, I would be happy to answer them. I would also contact Dr James Levine, Chair of the Russian Studies Department ( &lt;a href="mailto:jlevin2@gmu.edu"&gt;jlevin2@gmu.edu&lt;/a&gt;). (Yes, he is the same Dr James Levine that wrote Schaum's Outline to Russian Grammar that I strongly recommended in my earlier posts).&lt;br /&gt;  GMU's Government and International Politics program is also worth noting .&lt;br /&gt;  Currently I am intending on applying to get my MA in International Relations at St Petersburg State University. Right now I am investigating the various fellowship opportunities, etc.&lt;br /&gt;   Earlier today I finished writing an article about Russians for a forthcoming book, by Carmelita McMillin about immigrant life, called &lt;em&gt;Laugh Your Way to America, Or Cry, and Make It&lt;/em&gt;. (The article is above).&lt;br /&gt;   Other than that, my life here in the US is pretty quiet. I still hang-out with lots of Russian speaking people. I need to keep practicing Russian! I really cannot wait to get back to the former Soviet Union, and I am thinking about spending my New Year's/Christmas break in the Ukraine (again). Hopefully, I will be enrolled in my MA program at SPSU a year from now. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or comments!&lt;br /&gt;  Thank you for taking the time to share my Life in Russia with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Poka! Пока!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-367808177381572853?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/367808177381572853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=367808177381572853' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/367808177381572853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/367808177381572853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/09/final-post-ii.html' title='Final Post II'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7248825021259531279</id><published>2007-07-27T02:19:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T02:31:19.975+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Final Post</title><content type='html'>Dear Reader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have been back in the US for two months and have been keeping busy with things here.&lt;br /&gt; I finish my BA in a two  weeks and I am working for a local political campaign.&lt;br /&gt; Aside from that, I have finally gotten my OPI (Oral Proficency Interview) scores and my grades from my classes in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  The grades were all As and an A-. &lt;br /&gt;  The OPIs were more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;  On my ACTR administered OPI, taken in Russia, using the ILR scale (&lt;a href="http://www.dlielc.org/testing/round_table.pdf"&gt;http://www.dlielc.org/testing/round_table.pdf&lt;/a&gt;), I got a 2-.&lt;br /&gt;  On the second OPI that I took in the US, a couple of weeks after I returned, I tested as an Advanced-Mid on the ACTFL (&lt;a href="http://www.actfl.org/files/public/Guidelines.pdf"&gt;http://www.actfl.org/files/public/Guidelines.pdf&lt;/a&gt;).  That is probably about a 2 level.&lt;br /&gt;  That would mean that I jumped 3 levels while in Russia (from 1, to 1+, to 2-, to 2)...  That isn't bad, but I hope to make more improvements.&lt;br /&gt;  I have been lucky in that I have a lot of Russian speaking friends in the DC area that allow me to practice with them.&lt;br /&gt;  I am now looking for careers that would allow me to use my Russian, or for graduate programs (in international relations), or I am considering taking another language course in Russia...  We will see.&lt;br /&gt;  Either way, I am always happy to hear from my readers. &lt;br /&gt;  Thank you for sharing with me my life in Russia!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7248825021259531279?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7248825021259531279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7248825021259531279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7248825021259531279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7248825021259531279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-final-post.html' title='My Final Post'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-3336371137154599035</id><published>2007-05-19T14:28:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:16:13.167+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogue</title><content type='html'>I made it safely back from Russia the day before yesterday (the jet-lag is killing me). When I got off the plane in the US, I realized how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accustomed&lt;/span&gt; I had grown to life in Russia and everything seemed a slight bit foreign here.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I would miss Russia... and sure enough, within my first 12 hours back in the US, I was looking online for jobs in Russia. I cannot wait to return.&lt;br /&gt;Everything about Russia I enjoy: The people, the culture, and increasingly the language.&lt;br /&gt;Russian language (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; for me) is not terribly fun while at the lower levels. It sucks to make so many errors that nobody knows what you are saying. It is also a bummer when your vocab doesn't allow you to express what would otherwise be simple tasks in English. This part of the process is/was tremendously frustrating... Though persevere! It can only get better!&lt;br /&gt;This summer I will finish my dual BA in Russian Studies and Government &amp;amp; International Politics.&lt;br /&gt;I consider this past year as the most formidable in my life. My views on everything (e.g. politics, religion, life, ethics, etc) have been altered. I examine things in a much different light today than I would have a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;I had read about life in Russia and Russians' view of life for years before going to Russia. None of it made as much sense until I lived among the Russians.&lt;br /&gt;During my time in Russia, I sought to better understand the Russians through (here is application of my minor in sociology) "participatory observation" (i.e. "a set of research strategies which aim to gain a close and intimate familiarity with a given group of individuals (such as a religious, occupational, or subcultural group, or a particular community) and their practices through an intensive involvement with people in their natural environment, often though not always over an extended period of time".)*&lt;br /&gt;I sought to avoid all things American and western if a Russian alternative was available. I only hung-out with Americans a few times a month. I strove to look at any difficulty or obstacle in a way that a Russian would.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I feel that I took the right approach.&lt;br /&gt;* Quote from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I will post one more blog when I find out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OPI&lt;/span&gt; score and the grades for my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Thank you readers for sticking with me during my year in Russia! It was an incredible experience! Thank you to all of you that have written me letters or e-mails during the past year!!! It has meant a lot to me!&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to contact me (&lt;a href="mailto:jasonjaysmart@gmail.com"&gt;jasonjaysmart@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;) with any questions that you may have about Russian (studies/study abroad/etc) or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I am delighted by how many readers have added me as a "friend" on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;! Please add me as a friend! It is exciting to see what sorts of folks read my blog!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for bearing through the many (many, many) grammatical and spelling errors that I routinely made in the past 9 months. (I know that it is now abundantly clear that I don't distinguish between: their, they're and there, nor its or it's, nor e.g. or i.e., etc).&lt;br /&gt;In my own defense, I was typing as fast as I could in order to save money at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; cafe... And lack of proof-reading can be detrimental to sound writing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Russia (like most experiences) was great because of the people that I knew. Without them it would have been a wholly different experience.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the Russian speakers I have know and have encouraged my love of their language. And to all of you who have written me: Thank you! Спасибо!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-3336371137154599035?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3336371137154599035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=3336371137154599035' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3336371137154599035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3336371137154599035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/05/epilogue.html' title='Epilogue'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-6272088815046450938</id><published>2007-05-10T16:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:45:36.188+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Questions: Answered!</title><content type='html'>A (George Mason!!!) student of Russian who will be on the ACTR's summer Moscow program e-mailed me. Going with the theory that we learned in grade school, of, "Don't be afraid to ask a question... If you have a question, someone else in the class is probably also thinking of the same question, but they're too afraid to ask." I have decided to post her e-mail below and my response. Hopefully another reader will also benefit from this discourse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jason!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I only have dorky questions about Moscow - how much are things like shampoo and bread, will mp3 chargers or hairdryers start an electrical fire in my host mom's apartment (I have a huge converter and a variety of interchangeable prongs, seems to do ok in europe) , can you receive international calls free in Russia... The good thing about only staying a summer is if I have issues with these things I won't have them very long if I can't resolve them, yeah? As a result I'm a little blank on what to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Though, Dr Levine said that if we wanted to stay longer we could apply for the next semester while in Russia, is that true? On the ACTR website I only see deadlines which have already passed (like it says apply for the Fall semester by April if you are on the Summer Program... a bit weird). I am looking into semester programs. I think starting out with summer is a smart move although I feel I easily adapt to strange environments. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Sarah!&lt;br /&gt;The price of things in Russia varies considerably if you buy the Russian product, or its western competitor. As an example: Russian shampoo will run you about $2. The American shampoo is probably around $6. Toothpaste is about $1.25. Oddly, a Russian friend told me recently that Crest brand toothpaste is not sold in Russia because Russians didn't want to brush their teeth with something that means "crucifix" (i.e. Crest = crucifix). I will say that when I first got here I only bought the Russian products... I wanted the "real experience". Well, I found that the "real experience" is your teeth falling out if you use the local toothpaste: Buy the American product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for a lot of other, general products. Russian clothing seems to deteriate rather quickly. Will overdoing the electric plugs cause a fire? Probably. It wouldn't suprise me. One of the things that I will not miss about Russia is the complete lack of emergency fire escapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in Sochi last week, I noticed that the fire escapes were all securely locked with a large master lock. Though there was a sign on the doors that indicated that if their is an emergency, the woman at the front desk (in the building nextdoor) has a key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The ACTR gives you a fire extinguisher and a smoke detector for your apartment. I have already concluded that if their is a fire in my apartment, we are all going to die, so it doesn't really matter if I have a smoke detector... That being said, the battery to my smoke detector is currently powering my radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian electrical outlets seem to shock people a lot, so be careful. Additionally, they often times don't work... Especially in older homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the best of my understanding, you can apply for the next semester while you are in Russia. Though you should contact the ACTR now to confirm that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can recieve international phone calls for free. It is free if you get them at home, or on your cell phone. Though if you get a phone call on your cell, while you are away from the city where you bought the phone, you get charged (i.e. my phone is from Vladimir, if I am in Moscow I get charged for recieving a call. Not a lot. But their is a charge).&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this helps!&lt;br /&gt;Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-6272088815046450938?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6272088815046450938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=6272088815046450938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6272088815046450938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6272088815046450938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/05/student-questions-answered_10.html' title='Student Questions: Answered!'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-6320059403443375545</id><published>2007-05-10T16:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T08:46:20.787+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>I split up the post that I did yesterday... The post was way too long. So the below is verbatim half of yesterday's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * I said that I would posts the books/programs/city that I recommend for students coming to Russia. It seems to be a common question that I get. If you can't find the below listed books on Amazon (etc) try checking to see that I spelled the name correctly, I am a horrid speller (as this blog has proven). Also, check that the below books are the newest editions. Newer editions are always better than outdated ones. &lt;em&gt;My comments are written below each book&lt;/em&gt;. In no particular order, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Schaum's&lt;/span&gt; Outlines Russian Grammar&lt;/strong&gt;, By James Levine, 0-07-038238-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is really an outstanding book. I used it during my Russian classes in the US, as well as here in Russia. It is as useful in 100 level Russian as it is after a year in Russia. You MUST bring a grammar book with you to Russia. You can't live without one. This is the most popular book amongst my colleagues. It has lots of very good examples and explanations. Of all the ones I have seen, it gets my strongest endorsement. You cannot live without it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Russian's World Life and Language&lt;/strong&gt;, By Genevra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gerhart&lt;/span&gt;, 0-89357-293-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This book is an awesome. You would do yourself a favor to bring it with you to Russia. It is (more-or-less) a one volume, cultural encyclopedia of Russia. There are sections on every aspect of Russian life (from weddings, to the schools, to religion, to home appliances, to common adages/poems). It is very readable and is not very heavy. If you have interest in Russian culture, you should own a copy. Though, the book (published, I think, in 1998) has become dated. Though I have heard that a new edition is coming out in the near future!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atlas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Any atlas. I would bring a simple atlas with me to Russia. It will come in handy. I didn't know where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sochi&lt;/span&gt; was... Until I looked on my atlas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Towards the Spiritual Convergence of America and Russia: American Mind and Russian Soul, American Individuality and Russian Community, and the Potent Alchemy of National Characteristics&lt;/strong&gt;, By Stephen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ludger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lapeyrouse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This book is hard to find. It is a long essay on the difference of world perception between the east and the west. Like a lot of books on Russia, it has become dated. Though if one wishes to seriously understand Russian thought, this book is wonderful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harper Collins Russian Concise Dictionary&lt;/strong&gt; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; (or newer is always better) edition 0-06-095661-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This dictionary has proven to be a wonderful tool. Rarely do I encounter a word that is not in this dictionary. Importantly, it gives the case that various verbs take, etc. It has been my companion for over five years, and thousands of words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rough Guide to Moscow&lt;/strong&gt;, By Dan Richardson 1-84353-282-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the most readable and interesting guidebook I have ever seen. I (no joke, really) read it at nights for pleasure. It is awesome. It covers not only the cool things to see in Moscow, but gives a very anecdotal history of everything. It also seems to be tremendously well researched.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Langensheidt's&lt;/span&gt; Pocket Dictionary English-Russian, Russian-English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You need a pocket dictionary for class (and for other situations). This one is good for a pocket dictionary, though it has some problems. I cannot stand when a Russian book doesn't give the case that a verb should take. The language is already nearly impossible, and often times this dictionary doesn't do much to improve the situation. To be fair, I have used it for a couple of years, and only a few times a month does it not have the exact word that I need. I give it a mild review. Though, equally, I don't know much about its competitors. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;501 Russian Verbs&lt;/strong&gt;, By Thomas R. Beyer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jr&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Edition 0-7641-1349-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This book is logical and simple. It has the full declension for more than 501 verbs. It also gives the case that they should take. My criticism is that for a lot of the verbs, their explanation is ambiguous. I might read (and understand) the declension, but I may not better understand how to use the verb in a sentence. It does not give examples! I have heard that the Big Silver Book of Russian Verbs is good... But I really don't know. You can probably flip threw both of them at your local bookstore and decide for yourself. I give this book a decent rating.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Русский язык как иностраный&lt;/strong&gt;, Н.С. Новикова и О.М. Щербакова 5-89349-393-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a great book for learners of all levels. It is a soft covered collection of short stories, with all of the words that a foreign is unlikely to know, in bold, and translated in the column. I have enjoyed it for a couple of years and it has done a lot for my Russian reading ability. It was recommended to me by a professor, and I recommend it to you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Говорите по-русски С.А. Хавронина&lt;/strong&gt; (14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Edition) 5-9576-0206-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This book is great for improving reading and vocab. After each short story there is an explanation of the key grammatical lessons of the story. The stories are enjoyable. The explanations are excellent. The book really is fantastic. It was given to me by a professor (with his recommendation that I use it) and I am better for having listened to his advice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ugly American&lt;/strong&gt; By William J. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lederer&lt;/span&gt; and Eugene &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Burdick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This book should be required reading for anyone looking to live/study/serve abroad.  It is a (fictional) account of US diplomats' behaviour (and disgrace) while living overseas.  The book was first published around 50 years ago, and it is as relevant then as it is today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There is nothing that angers me more than too see the behaviour of some of the Americans in Russia.  As cliche as it sounds: When abroad, you are representing your country. &lt;em&gt;Read this book.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-6320059403443375545?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6320059403443375545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=6320059403443375545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6320059403443375545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6320059403443375545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/05/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7615536062999144604</id><published>2007-05-08T13:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:31:46.262+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Russia: What I would advise other students coming</title><content type='html'>So, my days are numbered in Russia (to be exact: 8 days, or 167 hours if you consider our departure time). And I can honestly say that I am ready to come home. I have had enough of life in Russia - for now. Really, I just want a break from language learning. As much fun as it is (really, it can sometimes be fun) I am ready to be back in the DC area.&lt;br /&gt;It is not that I am "sick" or "disenchanted" with Russia. Rather, I am ready for a change of pace. The day-to-day grind of being in school has taken its toll on me. I want to unwind and be in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt; where I understand everything that is happening, all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I equally feel that after 1-2 weeks back in the States, I will be bored of it and want to come back to Russia.&lt;br /&gt;My advice to students coming here for a year (or semester, or summer) is to try to keep your enthusiasm for Russian perked as long as you can while you are here. Also (most importantly) be open-minded and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt;. You will go nuts (or wind-up hating Russia) if you do not.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with my colleagues yesterday. Of the 12 of them, everyone is ready to come back to the US (even though some of them (the weaker ones!) returned to the US for Christmas break).&lt;br /&gt;After you are here for a while (the length of time varies for every student) the enthusiasm and excitement/newness for/of all things Russian wanes. You need to have Russian friends/hobbies, that encourage your interest in learning the language.&lt;br /&gt;A Russian girlfriend is the perfect means of maintaining that interest. You are learning the language with someone who is (less likely) to harshly criticize you. They are probably also more patient than the average interlocutor. Additionally, the motivation to learn is greater when you see the actual application of your language skills, and it is not just the theory of the language.&lt;br /&gt;I will also say that, for me, working with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uzbeks&lt;/span&gt; was awesome for my Russian. They don't speak at an elevated level (they don't sound like cavemen, but they equally aren't like Pushkin). I use all of the new vocab I learn with them. I also pick-up a lot from them. It also gives me the chance to practice dialogue and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;monologue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; (both of which an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OPI&lt;/span&gt; tests for).&lt;br /&gt;When I first got here I wrote down every new word that I encountered. I filled up 4 notepads in one semester. In the second semester I only filled one notepad, and I made a start on another one. This is not only because I was less diligent the second semester, but also because my Russian vocabulary was so bad when I got here.&lt;br /&gt;The end of the semester in Russia is the same as in the US: Tests, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BS&lt;/span&gt;/filler classes, anxiousness to get away from school/tests/studying.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, it appears that I will be completing my BA this summer. So 4 days after my return, I will be starting classes again (sadly, no Russian language courses).&lt;br /&gt;I have become certain that Russian language study is something that I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;contine&lt;/span&gt;. It will be a life-long process. I was &lt;em&gt;amazed&lt;/em&gt; when one of my Russian professors said his Russian had room for improvement. I couldn't begin to imagine how it could get better! (I mean, he is a professor of the bloody language!) But every (intelligent) language learner knows his weaknesses, and where he needs to improve.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I took my (final!) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OPI&lt;/span&gt; today. I feel that I did better. When I find out my score, I will (as promised) post it on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so if I could do it all again, would I go to Vladimir? No, I wouldn't. I would probably have gone to Moscow or St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Petersburg&lt;/span&gt;. That being said, I don't think that I would have ever had such a great time, with so many sincere and interesting people, had I been anywhere else. Though now that my time is up, there is still a lot that I wish that I could see still in Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;Equally, life in Vladimir (and the people here) are not a lot like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Muscovites&lt;/span&gt; (they tend to dislike people from Moscow). Though through-out my career, I will likely have minimal contact with people from the sticks. Most professionals will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Muscovites&lt;/span&gt;, etc. It would have done me well to better understand professional Russians and their behaviour, than how the back-water folks of Vladimir live.&lt;br /&gt;Though (a BIG THOUGH) if I was coming for the summer or semester, I would come to Vladimir again. You will probably do the most for your language here.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a wimp and want to live like an American in Russia, then go to Moscow/Peter. If you want a more authentic experience (or perhaps Soviet experience) go to Vladimir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;Would I recommend the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; programs? I would. I have learned a lot. Grammar was the most valuable class. Phonetics was also great. While some of the classes have room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;My largest gripe is that you are on a study-abroad program where its like being on a high school field trip. If you show up late to school, they call and check on you. If you cut class, you get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;We have weekly excursions, you must go on 8 of them. I have been on 7. The last one (on Friday) is to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Suzdal&lt;/span&gt;. I went on this exact same excursion last semester with the group. Additionally, I was there two weeks ago with my friends. The city is old and not terribly interesting (that is, unless you're into old uninteresting things). I know it was important a couple of hundred years ago, but you know how much impact that has on daily life in Russia today? None. None-at-all.&lt;br /&gt;The ACTR is probably one of the longest operating study-in-Russia programs. It has been at it for atleast three decades. And the experience from all of that time is evident in how well structured the program is.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't like the paternalism of the program (i.e. docking your grade for skipping class, etc), I do see the upside of it. Russia is a big and strange place. It is fairly easy to get yourself into trouble. It can be comforting that their is someone looking out for you.&lt;br /&gt;There is a link to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; on the bottom of my blog page.&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;afford&lt;/span&gt; an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; program (I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; enough to win a full scholarship), look around.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that Moscow State University's programs are good. I think that their website is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;cie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;In the end I have no regrets for being here. I have learned a lot. I chose the path less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7615536062999144604?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7615536062999144604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7615536062999144604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7615536062999144604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7615536062999144604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/05/russia-what-i-would-advise-other.html' title='Russia: What I would advise other students coming'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-8652247440765357840</id><published>2007-05-05T11:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:34:14.479+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sochi, Russia</title><content type='html'>I just got back at 0345 this morning from the Black Sea city of Sochi. &lt;br /&gt;  If you look on a map, Sochi is about 45 kms from Georgia.  This means that it is 36 hrs by train from Vladimir.&lt;br /&gt;  What do you do on a train for 36 hrs?  Not very much.  Reading, sleeping and playing cards is probably very high on the list of what there is to do.&lt;br /&gt;  Sochi is a relatively new city (less than a hundred years old) and is the premier beach spot for Russians.  The weather in Sochi while we were there was mostly rainy, but even in the rain it was a neat town.&lt;br /&gt;  There are a tremendous number of natural wonders to see (i.e. mountains, waterfalls and lakes) ...  None of which are too fun to visit in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;  The people are a lot more laid back than the ones in Vladimir...  Cars even yield to pedestrians!&lt;br /&gt;  I met a lady in Sochi who runs a Russian-American dating service (i.e. "buy-a-bride-online").  This proved to be one of the most interesting people that I have encountered in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  In short, she said that &lt;em&gt;not all&lt;/em&gt; of the American men were strange...  Many were "normal" but just too preoccupied with work to be able to date.  Whereas the Russian women were not "desperately seeking to leave Russia", rather they were interested in "trying something new" or interested in the "opportunities of a foreign husband".&lt;br /&gt;  Sochi is really everything that Vladimir is not.  Sochi is like Berkley, CA, whereas Vladimir is more like Little Rock, Ar.&lt;br /&gt;  If I could do my year again, I would go to Sochi.  It is such a beautiful place.  Tropic weather and vegitation, etc.  Intellectual (atleast moreso than Vladimir) people.  It is a (new) resort town, so there is all of the things you would expect to see in such a place.  Including a disordinantly high number of Russians who speak English....  So perhaps it is better that I am in Vladimir!&lt;br /&gt; Poka!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;  I will finally be leaving Russia on May 17, so I am planning on 3-4 more posts.  One of which will be from DC, on the trip back.  My next post will likely be on my regrets/lessons learned of:  What I should have brought/left, books I should have read before coming, etc  AND whether I would advice students to go to Vladimir, or to Moscow, St Pete (that seems to be the most common question that I get from students now).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-8652247440765357840?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8652247440765357840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=8652247440765357840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8652247440765357840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8652247440765357840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/05/sochi-russia.html' title='Sochi, Russia'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-889810511169613862</id><published>2007-04-25T15:04:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:34:31.625+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boris Yeltsin/Борис Николаевич Ельцин</title><content type='html'>I just had a conversation last week (actually, I think that it was during my excursion to the vodka factory) with my colleagues, that Boris would likely live forever, because his organs are so well preserved after so many years of heavy drinking. Apparently, our prediction was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Boris was, in my eyes, the epitome of a Russian politician. He was very charismatic and pretty populist. He was also a настоящий мужик (real man).&lt;br /&gt;When he was 14 he blew-off two of his fingers, when the hand grenade that he was trying to throw at Germans detonated early. He was Мастер Спорт ("Master Sport", a very high Soviet award for great sportsmanship)... albeit in volleyball, but still very impressive.&lt;br /&gt;He also showed such political prowess! Yeltsin during the 1970s (as a communist party boss) ordered the house that the Romanovs (the last royal family of Russia) were killed in be destroyed. He then paved the whole area over so that people couldn't come to pay tribute, or visit the spot of the murder.&lt;br /&gt;Well, 30 years pass, Russia is no longer communist, the Romanovs are now Orthodox saints, and Boris sees that he needs to play this hand the right way... So he attends that funeral service held for the last royal family and says wonderful things about them.&lt;br /&gt;In the course of those 30 years he also went from being a (atheistic) communist to being a (Orthodox) democrat.&lt;br /&gt;Look at how he hopped right up on that tank during the putsch!!! Talk about taking whatever lenghts to win votes!&lt;br /&gt;He took whatever stance was need to keep his popularity high.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there were the downsides of old Boris:&lt;br /&gt;In high school I had a collection of photos titled "The Drunk Boris-Bear Dancing". It was a series of photos of Boris drunk and... well... dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the epic drinking (and womanizing), Boris also probably should have reigned a little bit tighter of a control on the mafia. It is true (in my view) that we can thank Boris for the problems with the oligarchs. Had Boris been a little bit more stringent (and not let corruption reign) Putin wouldn't need to be scaring everyone in Russia worth over $1 billion to move abroad.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite quotes is of Yeltsin, "If you want your children and grandchildren to be happy: Don't send them into politics."&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the advice Boris,&lt;br /&gt;Poka-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-889810511169613862?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/889810511169613862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=889810511169613862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/889810511169613862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/889810511169613862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/04/boris-yeltsin.html' title='Boris Yeltsin/Борис Николаевич Ельцин'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-3413598973246876204</id><published>2007-04-17T13:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T14:12:04.145+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vodka/Водка</title><content type='html'>During my time here I have examined whether the stereotype of Russians being heavy drinkers is truth or, well, just a stereotype.  I have concluded:  One cannot begin to fathom how much Russians love their booze.  I am consistently amazed at how they manage to drink so much!&lt;br /&gt;  It is not that the Russians are all drunkards.  Just that their perception of what is "too much" or "inappropriate" is vastly different than what Americans view as being "too much".&lt;br /&gt;  As the stereotype hints, Russians drink their vodka neat (i.e. straight).  Ontop of that, they drink incredible quantities of it.  This could be because vodka is relatively cheap ($6 will buy you good vodka). Or because vodka helps kill time.&lt;br /&gt;  Americans tend to have wine with dinner, if they drink.  Americans are also squemish about drinking.  In our (horrid) "alcohol awareness" classes in high school, I remember being told that, "If you have more than two drinks a day, more than a couple of times a week, it means you have a &lt;em&gt;drinking problem&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;  The only &lt;em&gt;drinking problem&lt;/em&gt; in Russia is when you run out of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;  It does not matter if you are a guest of young men in their 20s, or women in their 80s, for a Russian to not offer you vodka, if you are a guest for dinner, is truly unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;  Though, on two occasions I have been offered wine while visiting Russians for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;  On the first occassion, my host told me about what great wine he had bought.  I was expecting that we would sip through the bottel during lunch.  I was wrong.  Each time he would want a sip, he would propose a toast, and it was "bottoms up"!  The glass would be emptied, and promptly refilled.&lt;br /&gt;  Recently, I was talking with a Russian/Polish friend about drinking.  I asked him if Russian or Polish wives get angry if their husbands come home drunk.  He responded, "Well, you have never been to a wedding in Russia, clearly."&lt;br /&gt;  "Well, the weddings last for three days.  That is mandatory.  If you survive the first night, you come back the next day, and then the day after.  On the first night the groom is the recipient of countless toast.  In short time he ends up on the floor under the banquet table, too drunk to stand up, passed out.  The bride cries a lot...  I don't know if she cries because she must spend her wedding night with someone who will likely be hung-over the toilet puking the whole time, or if it is because she realizes she has just bought a lifetime of commitment to him." &lt;br /&gt;  "Either way, the guests all have a great time.  You can be sure that nobody is sober.  &lt;em&gt;Dedushka (grandfather)&lt;/em&gt; is going to get plastered.  But everyone has a good time."&lt;br /&gt;   I continued my questioning, "Well, after the wedding, after being married for a bit, does the wife get upset if the husband comes home drunk?"&lt;br /&gt;  "It depends.  She knows that he is going to drink... &lt;em&gt; If he is a man he is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;going to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;drink&lt;/em&gt;.  If he gets drunk and sings and dances, that is ok...  No problems.  But if he becomes overly flirtatious with other women, problems arise."&lt;br /&gt;    A while back I was staying at a Russian friend's house.  His father had Ушёл на запой (had gone on a binge) and was nicely passed-out on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;   At around 10 pm there was a knock at the apartment door, my friend answered it to find a construction work, who 5-6 years before had done some tiling for the family.  The construction worker asked to speak to the father, he wanted to borrow $2.  Well, the noise from the construction worker awoke the father from his slumber.&lt;br /&gt;  The father simply said, "What, if I give you $2 you are going to drink it away...  That is stupid!  Why don't you just come into the kitchen and drink with me?"&lt;br /&gt;  The next morning when I got up, the two of them were still at it.  Though it wasn't long before both were sleeping on the kitchen floor.&lt;br /&gt;  I had a history professor that relayed this story:&lt;br /&gt;  He had been invited as a dinner guest in Russia by two members of the (very) elite Academy of Sciences.  My professor, another American, and 5-6 Russians came for the dinner.  Well, in no time everyone was drunk.  The Americans were taken home by taxi and all was well.&lt;br /&gt;  Two days later, the one American realized that he had lost his umbrella.  He realized that he had left it at the apartment where the party had been held.  When he arrived at the apartment to retrieve his umbrella, he could hear a lot of noise.  He knocked at the door and was greeted by all of the people that had been at the party two days before...  They had been drinking for two days straight!  They didn't go to work, called in sick, and drank.&lt;br /&gt;  This past Friday our group took a tour of the local vodka factory (Владалко).  This tour was the best excursion I have ever been on.  The woman who lead us on the tour was small (maybe 5'4).  She is also the chief manager of the factory. &lt;br /&gt; The tour was really interesting...  And then there was the taste testing...  There were atleast 8 different alcohols that we tried.  This little woman (the tour leader) knew how to handle her booze.  She must have had 6 full shots... Considering her size, it seems like a lot...  And then she returned to work!!!&lt;br /&gt;  On my construction site, a few Russians were brought on to work.  They drink the entire day.  It doesn't seem dangerous (if they are laying tiles, etc)...  But I would be lying if I said that seeing the electrician drink on the job doesn't make me uneasy!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-3413598973246876204?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3413598973246876204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=3413598973246876204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3413598973246876204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3413598973246876204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/04/vodka.html' title='Vodka/Водка'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-1426169691273410424</id><published>2007-04-09T15:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T16:08:07.502+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Along to Get Along</title><content type='html'>Recently I was filling out a scholarship application that asked, "What personal attributes do you think are the most important for someone to posses, who is going to study abroad?"  I considered for a short while what I see in my colleagues who are having a great time here in Russia, and what I see in my colleagues who have become disenchanted with Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  First of all, being opened minded is probably one of the most vital attributes for someone wanting to study in Russia.  It is easy to be close-minded (and difficult) and sit-around complaining that the Russians are all but savages.  But you really don't make many friends that way. &lt;br /&gt;  Russia is an experience completely unlike day-to-day life on a college campus in America.&lt;br /&gt;  Hanging out on construction sites is probably not something that I would do in the States.  But I found friends there, we only speak Russian, and I have a great time.  In the same way, I try to go out with different groups of Russian friends, all of the time, to increase my exposure to Russian culture.&lt;br /&gt;  Going to the art museum is not fun for me.  I don't really care for art.  But I have been to the art museums &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; once a month with friends because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what they wanted to do.  By going on these excursions, with friends, I have met their friends and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; ended up had a terrific time.&lt;br /&gt;  I also noticed that the Americans who have fallen-out-of-love with Russia, also refused to try Russian food.  (I bet I could prove a corollary).  These Americans would go out of their way to avoid anything that was unfamiliar.  That seems like not only a great way to offend a lot of the locals, but to also come-off as difficult.&lt;br /&gt;  Another attribute that is vital is a sense of humor.  I cannot imagine living here and being serious all of the time.  Whenever I open my mouth, I nearly expect to make mistakes...  And it doesn't bother me when Russians laugh at me...  Because I am usually laughing too!  That is not to say that I am not self-conscious about my Russian (I am), but I am not going to cry when Russians stand around, staring at me, trying to figure out what I am saying.  I sort of expect that as part of the price to pay for language &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;acquisition&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;  So, my scholarship essay concluded that: Having a sense of humour, and going with the flow, are the two most important attributes to posses, if you wish to study abroad.  We will see if I was right, if I win the scholarship!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-1426169691273410424?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1426169691273410424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=1426169691273410424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1426169691273410424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1426169691273410424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/04/going-along-to-get-along.html' title='Going Along to Get Along'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7216360401312525147</id><published>2007-04-06T19:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T19:44:05.948+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times with Zina</title><content type='html'>Since my last post on Zina, my &lt;em&gt;hozaika&lt;/em&gt; (host lady) , I have been told that I described her in all negatives.  Or as one reader said, I describd Zina as a "she-devil".&lt;br /&gt;  Well, Zina is not a she-devil (most of the time).  There are good times with Zina. &lt;br /&gt;  Just this morning I returned from Moscow after meeting a group of American students.  In the hotel rooms in Moscow, the students had abandoned several liters of juice,  vodka, beer and a bottel of champaign.  Well I packed it all up and hauled it back to Vladimir with me.&lt;br /&gt;  When Zina saw what I had brought, you would have thought that it was Christmas.  "Jason, such a smart boy!  Good boy!  This is what you need to do whenever you see anything for free!  You must take it with you and bring it to me!  &lt;em&gt;Molodets&lt;/em&gt;!"  She promptly set-in to icing the juice and drinking the beer.&lt;br /&gt;  I remember last semester Zina had a get together with some of her girlfriends.  There was plenty of singing, dancing and of the social lubricant: liquour.  Zina invited me to join her friends as they were celebrating something-another (it might have been the Day of Drivers' (aka another excuse to drink)).  On these occasions she is at her prime.  She is a wonderful host when she is having folks over.&lt;br /&gt;  Zina has also proved to be a good source of information on all of the neighbors.  Because Zina is a &lt;em&gt;babushka&lt;/em&gt;, she sits around gossiping on the phone all day.  This gives her insite into all of the neighbors' problems, etc.  She has spent many hours peering threw the window's curtain to see what the neighbors are doing on the street.  This also provides me with entertainment.  It allows us to discuss things other than my failings.  Instead Zina will talk about the neighbors' kids failings.&lt;br /&gt;  Zina has been a lot of fun.  I would not want to be with anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7216360401312525147?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7216360401312525147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7216360401312525147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7216360401312525147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7216360401312525147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-times-with-zina.html' title='Good times with Zina'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-6190493832355172431</id><published>2007-04-03T15:01:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:22:47.354+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daily Routine</title><content type='html'>My days have really changed little since I first began my program in Russia, though they have changed.&lt;br /&gt;  Currently I am in the following rut during week days:&lt;br /&gt;  0745: Wake-up, shower, shave, eat, listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; for a while (normal morning conversations are one of two topics:  "Jason, it is cold, did you leave the window open last night as you slept?  Don't come to me for sympathy when you get sick.", or "Jason, I didn't sleep at all last night, I slept horribly.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uzhasno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;  0840:  Begin the 12 minute walk to school.&lt;br /&gt;  0900:  My first class begins.&lt;br /&gt;  0950:  There is a ten minute break between every 50 minute class.&lt;br /&gt;  1000:  Second class begins.&lt;br /&gt;  1050:  Second class ends.&lt;br /&gt;  1100:  Third class begins.&lt;br /&gt;  1150:  Third class ends.  Lunch break begins.&lt;br /&gt;  1150-1220: Lunch in the students' cafeteria.  There are special tables which are reserved for our (American) group.  So we actually do not mix with the Russian students during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;  1220-1230:  More than half of the group piles into the courtyard to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;  1230: Fourth class begins.&lt;br /&gt;  1320: Fourth class ends.&lt;br /&gt;  1330: Fifth class begins.&lt;br /&gt;  1420: Fifth (and last) class ends.&lt;br /&gt; * On Mondays, the group meeting takes place immediately following the last class.  These meetings are utilized by Tom, the Residential Director, to primarily discuss upcoming excursions, etc.&lt;br /&gt;  1445-1700: Either run errands, stop by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uzbeks&lt;/span&gt;' construction site, go running, or drop by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; cafe.&lt;br /&gt;  1700-1745:  In this block of time I eat dinner most every night, at home, with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zina supervising how much I eat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  1800-1900:  Read/sleep/not-much-of-anything.&lt;br /&gt;  1900-2330:  Study or hang out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;  2330: Read/Go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So that is a brief synopsis of my normal Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;  Thursday the schedule is similar, only there is not likely to be much studying after class.&lt;br /&gt;  Fridays we go on excursions (generally for a couple of hours) during the mid-morning/afternoon.  There are no classes held on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;    Weekends vary significantly.  I generally get up by 0800 and either study, or go for a run.  This is followed by reading or more studying.  Through out most afternoons/evenings I usually go hang-out with my Russian speaking friends.&lt;br /&gt;  Of course, my schedule is by no means concrete.  In a couple of hours (today is Tuesday) I am going to some international &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;festival&lt;/span&gt; that one of my (Russian) friends is anxious to go to.  And tomorrow I am going to Moscow to meet with a friend arriving from the States.&lt;br /&gt;  Everyone finds their own routine here.  I think the worst thing possible is to come home everyday from school and to just sit in ones' room.  That is deadly!  Don't do it!  Its so bloody depressing...  And you don't work on your language &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;acquisition&lt;/span&gt; by sitting alone in your room!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-6190493832355172431?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6190493832355172431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=6190493832355172431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6190493832355172431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6190493832355172431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-daily-routine_03.html' title='My Daily Routine'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-1358071782884615209</id><published>2007-03-27T15:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:32:06.984+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign Travel</title><content type='html'>I have often heard that a lot of students come to Russia for a full academic year, without having ever been outside of the US. I have also heard that this could lead to some rather intense culture shock/disappointment with Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  I had, before coming to Russia, spent a good amount of time outside of the States. When I discovered that in Vladimir I would have no running hot water for the first bit, I thought it was a really neat cultural experience. The people who had never been outside of America tended to view such obstacles as horrible. They also tended to quickly criticize the Russians for being nearly barbarian.  I really can see that it was evident who enjoyed the challenges of living outside of the first-world, and who didn't.&lt;br /&gt;  Within the group of 13 students here in Vladimir, there is a wide range of how much exposure they had to foreign cultures, before arriving.&lt;br /&gt;Below are some rough statistics that I gathered of my colleagues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excluding travel within the US and Canada (the 51st State)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 students have been to more than thirty countries.&lt;br /&gt;- Though only 2 students had previously been to Russia. One of which had been here on multiple other study abroad programs.&lt;br /&gt;- Of the half that had been outside of the US, Mexico was the most common destination of their previous travels.&lt;br /&gt;- That was quickly followed by France and the UK.&lt;br /&gt;- About three had been to a former Soviet country before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In all, I would tend to (strongly) side with the advice that if you haven't spent much time out of the US before, it might be best to go to Russia first on a summer program, or on a semester program at most (the ACTR offers both). I feel that Russia can really be overwhelming for a lot of people. &lt;br /&gt;  Though more than whether someone has spent time out of the US, I feel that their attitude is what matters most.&lt;br /&gt;  I spent my last two New Year's going to an economically depressed eastern Ukranian mining village, and I hang out in Vladimir on Uzbek construction sites...  My idea of a good time is a little bit skewed from the norm.  I didn't expect to leave the US and to arrive in a competing first world nation.  A semester/year in Russia is not a semester/year in London or Paris.  You will never have the experiences in London or Paris like you will in Russia. &lt;br /&gt;  I just throw that all out to be considered by prospective students.&lt;br /&gt;  If you have any questions about life in Vladimir/Russia/on the construction sites with the настояшии мужики...как я, please feel free to e-mail me!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-1358071782884615209?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1358071782884615209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=1358071782884615209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1358071782884615209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1358071782884615209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/03/foreign-travel.html' title='Foreign Travel'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-8191322302707360629</id><published>2007-03-26T15:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:51:28.527+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Places to Go</title><content type='html'>This past week has been pretty busy...  Which is a really nice break from the monotony of Vladimir.&lt;br /&gt;  Last Thursday I went to Moscow to meet a group of students who had come over on a Spring Break trip.  It was great to spend some time with other Mason folks and with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GMU&lt;/span&gt; Russian professors. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GMU&lt;/span&gt; had organized a tremendously exciting trip for the students.  It seemed like they really got to see a lot of Russia during their week in the country.&lt;br /&gt;  With the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GMU&lt;/span&gt; group I traveled to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zagursk&lt;/span&gt; (now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sergiyev&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Posad&lt;/span&gt;), the headquarters of the Russian Orthodox Church.  The "Vatican" there, is a really small enclosed area with a couple of churches a seminary and a monastery.&lt;br /&gt;  I also went with Dr Levine (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GMU&lt;/span&gt; Russian professor) on a tour of the Museum of Vodka.  The museum is conveniently located next to Hotel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Izmailovsko&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  On Sunday, with a different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;GMU&lt;/span&gt; professor, I saw the church where Pushkin was married in Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;  I traveled back to Vladimir on Sunday night.  We made it in a record time of 2 hours and 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;, on the bus!&lt;br /&gt;  This past Friday, with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; group, we took a tour of neighboring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bogolubogo&lt;/span&gt;.  It is an old town with a monastery and churches.  Now that I think about it:  You can describe probably all Russian towns as being: Old and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;possessing&lt;/span&gt; lots of churches and monasteries.&lt;br /&gt;  I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bogolubogo&lt;/span&gt; because it has my favorite church in Russia (the one on the river: &lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images;_ylt=A0oGklbLsgdGmiEAkYBXNyoA?p=bogolubovo&amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;fr=yfp-t-452&amp;x=wrt&amp;amp;fr2=tab-web"&gt;http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images;_ylt=A0oGklbLsgdGmiEAkYBXNyoA?p=bogolubovo&amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ei&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;UTF&lt;/span&gt;-8&amp;amp;fr=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yfp&lt;/span&gt;-t-452&amp;x=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wrt&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;fr2=tab-web&lt;/a&gt; ).  It is an old church built right on the side of the river.  It is tremendously beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;  I also attended another Uzbek party...  Its always a good time!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-8191322302707360629?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8191322302707360629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=8191322302707360629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8191322302707360629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8191322302707360629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/03/places-to-go.html' title='Places to Go'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7260733306575747179</id><published>2007-03-21T14:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T15:27:10.397+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hozaika</title><content type='html'>My &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hozaika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (host lady) is a mixed bag.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Some days&lt;/span&gt; are great, and some borderline on nightmarish with Zina Sergeevna.&lt;br /&gt;  She can be rather childish (we have kids' stickers (of mostly Disney characters) all over the apartment).  She also cuts out pictures of puppies/kitties from magazines and glues them on the walls.  Which I can't really argue with; the stickers cover the dirty 75 year old walls of our apartment nicely.&lt;br /&gt;  And she can be rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt;.  For a week after I got mugged, she never missed an opportunity to ask me, "&lt;em&gt;И тебе не стидно&lt;/em&gt;?" ("And you are not ashamed of yourself?")...  I am still trying to understand why &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; should be ashamed... But that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Serveena's&lt;/span&gt; way of showing sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;  Last semester she would complain for days that I didn't go out enough... That I just sat at home.  So I went out.  This lead to her complaining that my coming home after 1800 interfered with her TV watching schedule.&lt;br /&gt;  She also is a rather envious person.  She has already specifically told me what she wants me to leave her (of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;possessions&lt;/span&gt;) when I return to the US...&lt;br /&gt;   I am not really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;, as I know full-well that the woman searches my room like a hound.  If I had anything that I wished to hide from her, it would be impossible.&lt;br /&gt;  I used to keep a liter of beer on the window sill (it's cold there) in my room.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; would complain that she was poor and couldn't ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;afford&lt;/span&gt; beer (and act as if she didn't even notice that I had beer).  If I would offer some to her, she would act shocked and appreciatively thank me as she drank my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bottle&lt;/span&gt;.  If I didn't offer it to her, she would say that I was a lousy drunkard not willing to share with her, a poor and down-trodden grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;  She does the same routine if I buy a newspaper and don't share it with her the same day that I buy it.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; also has her passive aggressive days... After we have words, I she will typically, "accidentally" give me scolding hot tea, or an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;omelette&lt;/span&gt; with lots of shells, or she loves to give me for breakfast whatever had been for dinner the night before (imagine liver at 0745).&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; though has had a rather hard life.  She was born in 1941.  Her father was killed at the front against the Germans and so she never met him.  Her mother remarried and had a son.  The son (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Zina's&lt;/span&gt; brother) died when he was 10 from a blood disease.  Her mother then died shortly afterwards.  Her stepfather died somewhere between them. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; was raised by her grandmother and grandfather.  First grandmother died, then grandfather.  But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; got married when she was in her early 20s, and has a daughter.  Though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; has been a widow for more than two decades.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; also has her good days.  Her favorite subject is telling me how to better lead my life.  It is something that I have grown rather used to.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Zina's&lt;/span&gt; suggestions of how to find a Russian girlfriend are rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;  Whenever one of my (guy)friends comes over to our apartment, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; assumes that drinking will take place.  She doesn't ask if we are going to drink vodka.  She assumes.&lt;br /&gt;  And usually she assumes wrongly.  Though when I tell her, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt;, I don't wish to drink vodka."&lt;br /&gt;  She usually retorts with, "What?! What?!  I thought that you were a man!  You little boy, why don't I go get some milk for you to drink!  Then you can have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nap time&lt;/span&gt;!  If you were a real man, you wouldn't say 'I don't want to drink vodka', you would say, 'I only have one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bottle&lt;/span&gt;, I better buy some more before my friend comes over!'"&lt;br /&gt;  Don't think that I am being over-the-top, this is how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; communicates.&lt;br /&gt;  I found that laughing as she is berating me for not being enough of a man is not usually the right response.  This could be because I giggle more than laugh... but for whatever the reason, the only right response is to agree...  And then to invite her to drink with us.&lt;br /&gt;  Overall I enjoy my time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Zina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Sergeevna&lt;/span&gt;.  She is all of 5'3", and I am terrified of her.  But she has made some terrific food.  Including her special "passively &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt;" cutletts...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7260733306575747179?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7260733306575747179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7260733306575747179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7260733306575747179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7260733306575747179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-hozaika.html' title='My Hozaika'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-6402259049320610986</id><published>2007-03-10T11:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T11:50:09.483+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gays in the Former USSR</title><content type='html'>Russia is a funny place, with funny people.  This blog is rather hard for me to write, because I don't seek out "alternative" venues, and I would know as little about them in Russia as I would in the States.&lt;br /&gt;  But, I could relay some anecdotal evidence to support my introductory sentence.&lt;br /&gt;  During one of my first couple of weeks in Russia, I was sitting in a cafe with my Russian friend, trying to explain contemporary political issues in Russia, and how they varied with contemporary American political issues.&lt;br /&gt;  When I mentioned gay marriage as being one of the larger social issues in American politics, she was suprised, and asked, "Are there gays in America?"&lt;br /&gt;  I laughed (I thought she was joking), "Yes, there are.  Are there none here in Russia?"&lt;br /&gt;  She looked seriously perplexed, "No, I don't think so,"&lt;br /&gt;  I was astonished, "Your kidding me, right?  You don't know a single gay?  Not one?"&lt;br /&gt;  Her answer was an emphatic, "No, I don't think that there are any gay people in Russia."&lt;br /&gt;  Well, despite her knowledge on this issue, I am rather certain that there are gays in Russia.  Though they are a good deal more closeted than in the States.  I haven't seen any Dupont Circles (a gay section of DC) in any Russian city.&lt;br /&gt;  I have heard that there are a few gay establishments in Moscow, but that is all that I nkow about them.&lt;br /&gt;  Though, when I held a political discussion with my &lt;em&gt;hozaika&lt;/em&gt; (host lady), she didn't seem opposed to the idea of gay marriage.&lt;br /&gt;  I think that my host is in the minority of Russians.  There was a gay rally in Moscow this past summer that was broken up by the police and rioters.  They tried to beat the participants of the rally.&lt;br /&gt;  At orientation, students were advised that if they were of such a persuasion, it might not be the best thing to meet your host family and start off about telling them your status.  Russia can be rahter hard on "others"/"outsiders".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-6402259049320610986?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6402259049320610986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=6402259049320610986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6402259049320610986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6402259049320610986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/03/gays-in-former-ussr.html' title='Gays in the Former USSR'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-2868142549249287174</id><published>2007-03-06T15:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T15:59:49.018+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Relations</title><content type='html'>I was going to simply write, "Russian Race Relations:  They suck", and that would be all...  But I decided that might not give enough reason as to why some people think that they suck.&lt;br /&gt;  Russians are not racists, they just aren't familiar with folks who aren't Russian.  If you read my last post on Russians' view of religion, you might better understand what I am saying.&lt;br /&gt;  Russia is actually a rather diverse nation.  According to a Washington Post article, nearly a quarter of Moscow is Muslim.  And in less than 10 years, more than 50% of the Russian military will also be Muslim.  Most of the Muslims are from the Caucus region.&lt;br /&gt;  The fact that Russia is diverse should not mislead the reader to think that Russians often interact with this minority.  They might deal with them at the market, or on the street, but I don't think that they often seek out friendships with them.&lt;br /&gt;  The folks from the Caucus typically resemble Iranians... More so than Russians.&lt;br /&gt;  They are pretty white.   Hence the term Caucasian (i.e. the 'politically correct term' for "white", in America).&lt;br /&gt;  Aside from them there are also some Mongolians running around...  Though they are less common (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; in Vladimir).&lt;br /&gt;   The blacks here probably have the roughest time.  The locals really don't seem to love them too much.  Actually, I would say that questions about blacks in America are one of the more common questions that I get about life in America.&lt;br /&gt;   I know one black fellow in Vladimir who has gotten beat-up a few times (though he has been here for more than 8 years).  He now carries mace, and seems rather afraid of being out past dark.&lt;br /&gt;   I know that my Uzbek friends managed to get into a pretty good fight the week before last with a couple of skinheads.&lt;br /&gt;  Speaking of which, when I first came to Vladimir, I used to spend my Saturday mornings exploring the city.  I would always bring my camera to take pictures.  I would also photograph all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;neo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nazi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;graffiti&lt;/span&gt;.  (You can see some of the pics in my photo album at the bottom of this page.  Click the link).&lt;br /&gt;  I have discontinued that habit because there is more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;graffiti&lt;/span&gt; than what I can keep up with.&lt;br /&gt;  In the Russians defense, they might simply be a little misunderstood. &lt;br /&gt;  The word "black" in Russian is &lt;em&gt;Чёрный&lt;/em&gt; (pronounced, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chjornie&lt;/span&gt;").  Though it &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; refers to folks from the Caucuses (who are not "black" in our, American, use of the word).  So one could, without offending anyone, say, "Он чёрный." ("He is black")&lt;br /&gt;  Whereas the Africans are &lt;em&gt;Негры&lt;/em&gt; (pronounced "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nigry&lt;/span&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;  If Americans weren't so ethnocentric, and realized that the use of the word "негр" in Russian started before there were settlers in America, there would probably be less problems.&lt;br /&gt;  One could (correctly, as EVERY local Africans would say), "Я негр" (I'm black).&lt;br /&gt;  Russians aren't close-minded, but people who accuse them of all being "racist" might be close-minded.  Russians simply don't have much interaction with folks who are radically different from themselves.  They are usually honestly curious to meet an outsider.  To meet an American black would be something that they would certainly tell their friends and family about.&lt;br /&gt;  Though it probably doesn't help much that American rap music is increasingly popular in Russia...  This leads a lot of Russians to believe that US black culture resembels what they see in the behavior of rappers....  Which seems not to always be the best behavior to imitate.&lt;br /&gt;  It is funny that you do see a lot of grafitti with American rappers' names.&lt;br /&gt;  It is true, that minorities in Russia need to take extra precautions, and they should expect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;harassment&lt;/span&gt; from the locals and the police, but I really don't think that it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;significantly&lt;/span&gt; more dangerous for them...  Just be cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-2868142549249287174?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2868142549249287174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=2868142549249287174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2868142549249287174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2868142549249287174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/03/race-relations.html' title='Race Relations'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-5111379991764138559</id><published>2007-02-26T15:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:47:40.474+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Multiculturalism: Religion</title><content type='html'>***  The topic of multiculturalism in Russia will provide me with material for many future posts.  So as I encounter amusing/interesting anecdotal situations, I will post on it.  My first installment is "Religion".  I will do future posts on "racial minorities", "alternative lifestyles", and "foreigners".  If you have any other ideas for a post, please e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:jasonjaysmart@gmail.com"&gt;jasonjaysmart@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; .  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Russians are not "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;multiculturalists&lt;/span&gt;".  That is not to say that they are "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;racist&lt;/span&gt;" (though many Americans would likely label most Russians as such).  Russians simply don't encounter many folks that aren't Russian in their day-to-day lives.&lt;br /&gt;  I am from the Washington DC area.  And I attend George Mason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;University&lt;/span&gt; (the most diverse campus in America; according to the Princeton Review &lt;a href="http://www.gmu.edu/alumni/spirit/fall04/diverse.html"&gt;http://www.gmu.edu/alumni/spirit/fall04/diverse.html&lt;/a&gt;).   So my outlook/knowledge on "others" is a good deal different than that of the average Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  When first arrived in Russia, my host lady (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hozaika&lt;/span&gt;) asked me if I was of any particular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt; background.  When I indicated that I was a practicing Catholic, she stated that she would not make any pork based dishes for me.  When I asked her what her reasoning was, she said that she had had a student a few years ago who also was "Catholic".&lt;br /&gt;  I asked my host, "Maybe, the student you had before was Jewish... Which is not exactly the same as Catholic." &lt;br /&gt;  Her immediate response was, "Whichever, she wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pravoslavnie&lt;/span&gt; (Orthodox)."&lt;br /&gt;  *If you have been reading my blog for a while, you know what my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hozaika&lt;/span&gt; feeds me instead of pork....&lt;br /&gt;   Another time, I was with an "Orthodox" friend who asked something about the American ecumenical movement.  I said something to the effect of, "Since the 1960s, the Catholics have been working to heal past wounds with the Orthodox, the protestants, the Jews..."  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; me to ask why I distinguished between "Jews and protestants."&lt;br /&gt;   My friend (and apparently her friends) were all under the impression that the Jews were something like Baptists (which they had an equally interesting understanding of).&lt;br /&gt;  Russia is not like DC.  On no city block in Russia will you encounter a Methodist church and a Lutheran church that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; only by a Starbucks. &lt;br /&gt;  In fact, I would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; if you found a single Methodist and a single Lutheran on the same city block.&lt;br /&gt;  Most people in Russia are "Orthodox".  Which typically translates into showing up to church a couple of times a year (likely Christmas and Easter), standing around and lighting a couple of candles...  If you think that I am oversimplifying, spend some time with Russians under 70 years old.&lt;br /&gt;  The second largest religion in Russia is Islam.  I am under the impression that it is most prevalent in southern Russia (near the -stans). &lt;br /&gt;  The Uzbek guys who I hang-out with are apparently (in their own words) Russian Muslims.  That means that they say prayer every time that they eat/drink...  Though they drink.  And Ramadan (a Muslim period of fasting) is no excuse to not drink vodka.&lt;br /&gt;  There are two or three protestant churches in Vladimir.  The Lutherans use the Catholic church once a month for their services.&lt;br /&gt;  The Jews apparently have some kind of meeting place, but I do not have any concrete information on it.&lt;br /&gt;  The Mormons also have a church, I think.&lt;br /&gt;  The Jehovah's Witnesses have stopped me on the street to give me literature a couple of times, so I know that they are around.&lt;br /&gt;  There are more Orthodox churches than I can describe.  They are on every street.  I can see 1 monastery, 1 church and 1 cathedral from my bedroom window.&lt;br /&gt;  When I was in Kyiv, I spent an evening with two Fulbright Fellows there.  They both study/speak Ukranian...  They don't study Russian, just Ukranian!&lt;br /&gt;  Well, we were in a restaurant talking, when a drunken Ukranian stumbled up and started ranting that, "All of these foreigners now live in Kyiv, and none of them bother to learn Ukranian!"&lt;br /&gt; I thought, "Wow!  This drunk managed to find the only two Americans who actually speak Ukranian!"&lt;br /&gt;  Sure enough, my two American friends engaged the drunk in a short dialogue that went something like, "Well, we do speak Ukranian."&lt;br /&gt; To which the Ukrainian replied, "Well, damn!"&lt;br /&gt; The drunk when to the bathroom.  When he came back out, (I have no idea why, it was January) he said the traditional Orthodox Easter greeting, "Christ has risen!"&lt;br /&gt;  To which the one Fulbright scholar replied, the traditional response, (in Ukranian), "And let us glorify him!"&lt;br /&gt;  While the other Fulbright scholar stated, "I'm a Jew."&lt;br /&gt;  The Ukranian drunk was puzzled.  So in a tremendous act of Ukranian ecumenism, he asked, "Well, how do I say 'Merry Christmas' to your people?"&lt;br /&gt;  The Fulbright scholars (and I) were amazed by his ignorance, and the drunk stumbled off.&lt;br /&gt;  So, I would say that Russians simply don't encounter the same sort of multiculturalism that Americans are used to.  I would also say that (religous) minority students in Russia need not fear.  Russians seem to greet "others" (i.e. non-Orhtodox and not atheistic) foreigners with more of a sense of curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;  Their ignorance should not be taken as a slight, it is simply that the are not used to many folks that are not like themselves.&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-5111379991764138559?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5111379991764138559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=5111379991764138559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5111379991764138559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5111379991764138559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/russian-multiculturalism-religion.html' title='Russian Multiculturalism: Religion'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4930418617156938229</id><published>2007-02-23T11:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:40:06.035+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What is study abroad?</title><content type='html'>I came to Russia aiming to improve my Russian from a 1- to a 1+. So I feel that my goals were clearly articulated. Though I have come to realize that a lot of students (and other folks) expect that a year in a foreign country will equate to fluency.&lt;br /&gt;While that would be really great, language gain doesn't work like that. I am (if I do well) going to move up two bumps on the language chart. Don't get me wrong: two bumps is a lot! But as I have stated before, a 3 is translator quality in a foreign language. So being a 1+ allows you to communicate most things that you wish to, but it may be choppy and vague, at times.&lt;br /&gt;  As a for instance. I spent about 8 hours at a "dinner" conversing with some friends this past weekend. They don't speak a lick of English. But we talked. We communicated. They said, "We understand the points that you are trying to make. We can catch the drift if nothing else, but the grammatical mistakes make it hard to understand you at times... That and you have a pretty strong accent that makes it still even harder to understand you."&lt;br /&gt;There are language gain programs out there. Namely, US military training for intelligence officers. Though the reason that Uncle Sam is able to turn a 0 (linguistically speaking) into a 2+/3- in the course of a little over a year is not just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is a great program.&lt;br /&gt;For one, the students there are professional linguist with a very high aptitude for languages. I have known a couple of guys who went there as a 0 in a foreign language (Arabic and Korean) and came out as 3-/3s. That is pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Though the military is a "language gain program", not a "study abroad program". Whereas the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; provides "study abroad programs", not a "language gain program".&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you make great gains linguistically in he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; programs. I would strongly recommend the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ACTR's&lt;/span&gt; programs over the other ones out there, but I feel that too many people expect too much from the program.&lt;br /&gt;As the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ACTR's&lt;/span&gt; website states, "The academic program is designed to improve participants’ oral, listening, reading, and writing proficiency in Russian language and to develop their knowledge of Russian history, politics, culture, and society."&lt;br /&gt;In the military, the linguist are paid to sit in grammar class for endless hours a day. They are generally polyglots before they show up. (I've got one friend who went through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;military's&lt;/span&gt; language program, he already spoke Russian, English, French and Spanish, all at the 3 level, when he went into the service, but he learned Arabic while he was there. Even he said that he met another fellow there that spoke 11 languages).&lt;br /&gt;So there are some very gifted polyglots/freaks out there who pick up languages without much effort.  I, sadly, am not such a person.  If you have read this far into this posting, I am sure that you have already encountered many mistakes in my English!&lt;br /&gt;  So I would caution people coming here not to set unrealistic expectations.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; did a fantastic job at orientation describing language gain and what sort of goals we should set.  I would recommend reading up on language gain before studying abroad, in order to maximize your time overseas.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4930418617156938229?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4930418617156938229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4930418617156938229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4930418617156938229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4930418617156938229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-is-study-abroad.html' title='What is study abroad?'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-3873258978892842363</id><published>2007-02-20T15:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:43:50.243+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology II CELLPHONES</title><content type='html'>***  I recieved an e-mail from a reader asking for clarifaction on cellphones in Russia.  Below I have copy-pasted what I wrote in response to the reader.  I hope that it can be of use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Jason,&lt;br /&gt;I just read your latest blog on technology. I've got a question for you regarding cell phones. A friend will loan me a cellphone to use while I'm in Russia. I know it has to be a GSM tri-band and unlocked. Since I've never used a cell phone internationally, my question is about SIM cards and plans. Do you get a telephone number with the SIM card? I will want a plan that allows me to make and receive international (to and from the US), as well as local calls. Do you know how much these things cost? Are they sold by the number of minutes? Any information you can share will be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Reader!&lt;br /&gt;  The cell phone that you described should work...  But I am far from being an expert on the subject.&lt;br /&gt;  When you buy a SIM card, you are also buying "minutes" for the phone.  SIM cards typically run 150 roubles ($6).  Though in Russia, unlike in the US, you don't have "150 mins of talk time", rather you have "150 roubles of usage".  That means that if you make an inter city call, it will deduct around 7 roubles from your SIM card.  Or, if say you bought the SIM card in St Petersburg, and you were to call Moscow, it would be a steeper rate of deduction. &lt;br /&gt;  If you buy the SIM card in a cellphone store in St Petersburg, the number should be local to St Petersburg.  When you get to Moscow, it might pay to buy another SIM card in order that all of your calls in Moscow are local.&lt;br /&gt;  There is a problem that you will likely encounter.  Because the Russian government is paranoid, all SIM cards must be registered. So when you buy a SIM card they make you fill out a form of identity questions (i.e. Name, registration address, etc).  You will probably be able to use you tourist registration info.  Though when I bought my first cellphone/SIM card, they were registered in my tutor's name.  The store (incorrectly) stated that non-permit residents could not buy SIM cards.  The cellphone store employees don't look down on this practice...  They just need something on the paper. &lt;br /&gt;  So you can just as easily ask a Russian tour guide to do you the favor of helping you to buy the SIM card, and to see if they will register it in their name.&lt;br /&gt; Your phone should be able to make/recieve international calls.  If you got your SIM card in St Pete, and you get an international call from there, it costs nothing.  Though if you have a SIM from St Pete, and you get an international call in Moscow, it costs (not too much (I think), but be aware that your time is diminishing as you talk).&lt;br /&gt;  Also, if you call (without a phone card) I heard that it cost about $2 a minute.&lt;br /&gt;  After your initial 150 roubles run-out, you can buy refill minutes at nearly any kiosk.  They look like phone cards and have an explanation of what to do on the back.  Essentially, you buy the card (in increments of 100, 250, 500 roubles +) and dial the number in the back.  Then you scratch off, then dial the secret pin code (also on the card).&lt;br /&gt;  I hope that this gives you atleast an idea of how it all works.  It isn't so bad.  The ACTR gave us a packet (written by one of the Residential Directors) on how the cell phones work.  You might want to see if you can get a copy of it.  Thanks for reading my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poka!&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-3873258978892842363?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3873258978892842363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=3873258978892842363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3873258978892842363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3873258978892842363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/technology-ii-cellphones.html' title='Technology II CELLPHONES'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7928980204531063283</id><published>2007-02-15T14:52:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:52:52.465+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="MARGIN: auto 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: #29303b; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;***I have gotten a couple of technology-like questions recently, so I will attempt to answer them:&lt;br /&gt;Russians aren't very big on technology. I would say that it is a very safe bet that the majority of Russians have never used a microwave.&lt;br /&gt;So when it comes to computers, you can guess that there isn't a lot of experience there either.&lt;br /&gt;Some students have asked whether it is worthwhile to bring a laptop to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I am under the impression that the American students who have brought computers only use them for playing DVDs or music. Though, that can be nice.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a computer, and I can't say that I miss out by not having one. It really only serves entertainment purposes here.&lt;br /&gt;You can buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dial-up phone cards. They are cheaper than the internet cafes. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The internet cafes run nearly $2.5 an hour.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15.6pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: #29303b; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;. There is no wireless, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;You can buy computers/computer parts here... Though they are a great deal more expensive than what the average Russian can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;afford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Entertainment in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is less computer/TV centered than in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Russians (at least historically) were really into reading/literature... though I feel that that is being replaced by the TV.&lt;br /&gt;Russians go to movies. We have two theaters in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vladimir&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. Movies cost about $1.5-2 for a matinee, and about $6 for evening showings. Due to the cost, movies are also not too terribly popular.&lt;br /&gt;Cell phones are very popular. Everyone has a cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;Cell phones also act as a status symbol. Russians spend a considerable amount of money on cell phones. In the 7 minute walk from here (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cafe) to my house, I will pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 6 places that sell cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;All of the cellphones are imported... I would estimate that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (a Finnish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;firm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) is the most popular. The cheapest cellphones go for about $45 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the one I got). And calling plans seem less popular than pay-as-you-go. Beeline is the best firm in Vladimir (also the one I got).&lt;br /&gt;They also charge you to call a cellphone from a house phone.&lt;br /&gt;To call another cellphone is about $.28 for the first minute.... So calling is not as popular as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (text messaging) that cost around $.05. My cellphone (like most of them) can type in Latin letters or Cyrillic (Russian) letters.&lt;br /&gt;If you are coming to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to study, I would suggest that it is better to buy your cellphone in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, than in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. First, not all (most) US phones will not work in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Secondly, having a phone that types in Russian is very important.&lt;br /&gt;My phone's settings (and all Russian phones' settings) can be switched between Russian and English.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are hesitant to give out their house numbers, so cellphones typically act as the basis of communication.&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope that clarifies some of technology in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #29303b"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #29303b"&gt;!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7928980204531063283?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7928980204531063283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7928980204531063283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7928980204531063283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7928980204531063283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/technology_15.html' title='Technology'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4547369989425947504</id><published>2007-02-12T15:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T10:13:45.848+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Internship</title><content type='html'>The internship opportunities in Vladimir are rather few and far between.  Though I managed to finally find something: Я работаю на стройке (I am working construction)!&lt;br /&gt;  This is exciting for a number of reasons.  For one, I work with a bunch of guys who are my friends.  So it is really not that bad spending eight-ten hours with a group of ones' pals. &lt;br /&gt;  All of the guys are immigrants from Uzbekistan.  They take tremendous delight that an American wants to learn from them.  They are also thrilled by the Uzbek phrases that I have learned.&lt;br /&gt;  When I proposed to the foreman, Komil, that I be his intern, he seemed really excited.  He is apparently a master of tile work. &lt;br /&gt;  What I do all day is slab concrete on the bottom of tiles, and hand them to the master.  I also get the privledge of running up and down three stories of stairs to fetch wet concrete.&lt;br /&gt;  I typically also eat lunch and dinner with the workers.  They (the Uzbeks) eat everything with their hands...  They never use forks, etc.&lt;br /&gt;  They are also tremendously patriarchial.  The lone woman that lives with at the construction site cooks and cleans.  I don't think that she is allowed to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;  Uzbekistan is a muslim country.  Though they are really like Muslim-light.  They eat pork and drink beer (and vodka only on holidays).  They always say prayer after eating/drinking (even after drinking beer).  Only the senior members of the community are allowed to drink or smoke.  The younger ones (in their 20s) are not.&lt;br /&gt;  They are also much more into formality.  Older persons (even if they are only a month older) are always addressed using the formal "Вы" (the equivalent of "you").  Whereas younger persons are spoken to using informal "Ты" (the equivalent of "thee").  Also, children refer to their parents using the formal.  As wives also speak to their husbands using the formal, though husbands speak to their wives using the informal.&lt;br /&gt;   I am allowed to use the informal ("Ты") with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;   Last night I was invited to a wedding feast at the construction site.  The wedding was for the sister of one of the workers.  Since the workers couldn't attend the wedding (the wedding was in Uzbekistan) they decided to make their own celebration.&lt;br /&gt;  There were about 10 Uzbek guys, and one other American (I brought him with me).  The two Americans got the "places of honor" to sit at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;  The event consisted of lots of food (mostly all rice based), vodka and dancing. The Uzbeks impressed me by their tremendous hospitality.  They also impressed me by their sincerity in speech.  Really, the Uzbeks are fun to spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;  ***I hope to upload some pics soon!***&lt;br /&gt;Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4547369989425947504?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4547369989425947504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4547369989425947504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4547369989425947504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4547369989425947504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/internship.html' title='Internship'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-5784308346956709556</id><published>2007-02-09T09:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:51:50.943+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunities</title><content type='html'>Russia is a mixed bag of opportunities.  For Russians, there really aren't that many tremendous opportunities (that I have seen).  I have heard that the number of people studying at the higher levels in academia have fallen-off in recent years...  What the point of getting (the equivalent of) a PhD if you will only be making a couple hundred dollars a month?&lt;br /&gt;  I have a good friend, who upon completing her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pedagogical&lt;/span&gt; degree (in being a teacher of English, German and Russian), found that there were no jobs available for a candidate with such qualifications.  She ended up moving to Denmark to work as an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; pair. &lt;br /&gt;  Her friend, who had the same qualifications, had done the same (moved to Denmark to work as an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; pair) the month before.&lt;br /&gt;  I think that Americans may (incorrectly) suppose that there are many opportunities here, after reading about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;multi&lt;/span&gt;-million dollar oligarchs in Russia.  These oligarchs are an extreme minority in Russia. &lt;br /&gt;  Though, there are many Americans that come to Russia for business.  Americans even come to Vladimir for business!&lt;br /&gt;  Last night I met up with Mat Cote, an American who owns a construction firm based in Seattle.  He is here doing building inspections for insurance companies and banks.  He only arrived two weeks ago, and he has found that business here is really good.&lt;br /&gt;  Of course, specialized skills always pay better (i.e. an astrophysicist has a greater value in the marketplace than does someone with a BA in philosophy).&lt;br /&gt;  To give an idea of what a job in the Russian world pays, let me give a couple of anecdotal stats:  I have a friend in Kyiv, who is completing her degree in Business Admin.  At the university that she attends in Kyiv, classes are taught only in English.  She speaks English, Ukrainian and Russian at the translator level.  She wrote me a very excited email telling me that she was was looking to sign-on with a company that would pay her $150 a month.  This was big money.&lt;br /&gt;  Additionally, a teacher in Vladimir was telling me that the going salary was about $200 a month.  Though a teacher in Siberia makes about $120 a month.  A principal in Siberia makes around $180 a month.  And a pensioneer (retiree) makes around $150 a month.&lt;br /&gt;  So, as I said, it's a mixed bag.&lt;br /&gt;  HEY:  As I write this, the clerk in the internet cafe is berating a customer for shortchanging the cafe 16 cents.  Oh, it looks as if they're going to fight.  There is going to be some free entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;  I have to go,&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-5784308346956709556?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5784308346956709556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=5784308346956709556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5784308346956709556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5784308346956709556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/opportunities.html' title='Opportunities'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4165495594213207299</id><published>2007-02-07T15:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T15:56:47.662+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholarships (spending other peoples' money)</title><content type='html'>For all of the students who have sent me e-mails/facebook notes, asking about financial aid/scholarships/fellowships, etc, I have worked hard, and found answers to your questions!  Actually, I sent an e-mail to Alissa Bibb of the American Council's Outbound Office, and she did me the tremendous favor of directing me to the below link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acrussiaabroad.org/pbRLASPFinancialAid.php"&gt;http://www.acrussiaabroad.org/pbRLASPFinancialAid.php&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;br /&gt;  I have very little to add to what the above link states. &lt;br /&gt;  It is true that I won scholarships for this program.  And if I can win a scholarship, I think that everyone should give it a shot!  Really, give it a shot, you have nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;  Please e-mail me if you know of any other scholarships...  I will post whatever I hear.&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4165495594213207299?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4165495594213207299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4165495594213207299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4165495594213207299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4165495594213207299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/scholarships-spending-other-peoples.html' title='Scholarships (spending other peoples&apos; money)'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-5127341212348310293</id><published>2007-02-05T14:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:40:39.314+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Convenience of Moscow</title><content type='html'>*** Hey! I wanted to start my article by thanking all of you who continue to read my blog/online-article!  Readership is doing &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;well, and I am delighted by the e-mails that I am getting!  Please keep sending questions that you think would be interesting to have answered, or discussed. &lt;br /&gt;   I've gotten a good number of e-mails regarding funding/scholarships/grants for study abroad programs.  I am doing some research, and will post on that topic in the near future!&lt;br /&gt;  Please keep telling others about this site!  Thanks! Jason&lt;br /&gt;   ***&lt;br /&gt; One of greatest conveniences of life in Vladimir, is that Moscow is a mere 2/5 hours away (depends on if you take the train or the bus).  And so, if you have the crazy urge to visit the concrete (literally, it's like the only building material used) capitol of Russia, it is an easy trip.&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday I took that easy trip.  A friend of mine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nastja&lt;/span&gt;, was moving to Denmark, and she asked if I could make the journey with her to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sheremetyevo&lt;/span&gt; 2 (Moscow's central airport).&lt;br /&gt;   In a great stroke of luck, I also have a good American friend who was in Moscow yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;   I met my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vladimirite&lt;/span&gt; friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nastja&lt;/span&gt;, yesterday morning, and we took the 0900 train to Moscow.  Arriving at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kurskii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vokzal&lt;/span&gt;, we then headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ploshad&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Revolutsia&lt;/span&gt; (its in the middle of the city, next to the Kremlin).&lt;br /&gt;   We met my American friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Anastazia&lt;/span&gt; (despite the name, she is not Russian) and her British colleague Alice, in front of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.  Both have just recently finished their Maters in Russian Political Studies, at the London School of Economics.&lt;br /&gt;   We did the touristy walking about Red Square, and then we toured the Armory.  I had not been to the Armory before, but thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Anastazia&lt;/span&gt; (she had the tremendous foresight to buy a ticket for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nastja&lt;/span&gt; and I before we arrived), I got the chance to see it.&lt;br /&gt;  There are such tremendous treasures there.  There are lots of icons, dresses, crown jewels, and (most famously) the Faberge Eggs.&lt;br /&gt;  After touring about the museum, and catching-up with my former George Mason University classmate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Anastazia&lt;/span&gt;, we went to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;  We (suprisingly) found a reasonably priced restaurant not more than a 15 minute walk from Red Square.&lt;br /&gt;  After a fairly typical Russian lunch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nastja&lt;/span&gt; and I had to split so that she could catch her flight to Copenhagen. &lt;br /&gt;  I had planned to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Anastazia&lt;/span&gt; and Alice after the trip to the airport, but we didn't manage to connect.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nastja&lt;/span&gt; and I got to the end of the Metro's Green Line, where she then caught a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;marshutka&lt;/span&gt; to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;  I then took the metro back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kurskii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vokzal&lt;/span&gt;.  After a while there, I boarded a bus back to Vladimir.  We made it to Vladimir in only 3 hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;  It is nice that Moscow is close, though we are not a suburb.  There are so many cool opportunities here!&lt;br /&gt;  More later,&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-5127341212348310293?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5127341212348310293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=5127341212348310293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5127341212348310293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5127341212348310293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/convenience-of-moscow.html' title='The Convenience of Moscow'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-54636585040374448</id><published>2007-02-03T11:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T11:44:00.640+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vladimir: Vital Statistics</title><content type='html'>Recently I discovered that the newspaper &lt;em&gt;Molva&lt;/em&gt; lists statistics for the city of Vladimir everyday.&lt;br /&gt;  Vladimir has a population of only about 314,000 (about the same size as Buffalo, New York).  Between January 29-30, all of the below occurred:&lt;br /&gt;- 8 traffic accidents: 6 deaths, 5 injuries&lt;br /&gt;- 11 fires: 1 death&lt;br /&gt;- 55 burgluraies&lt;br /&gt;- 5 suicides&lt;br /&gt;- 5 disappearances&lt;br /&gt;- 15 counterfit bills were fouund&lt;br /&gt;- 24 bodies, without ID, were found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What do the stats tell us?  That the FSB (the Russian FBI/CIA) is doing a good job on fighting counterfiting!  Think:  You are more likely to find a body than a counterfit bill!  I now feel much more secure about my finances in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  Really, these numbers (according to one of my fellow students who is a cop in Denver) are not as bad as the numbers for Denver, Colorado. &lt;br /&gt;  Vladimir is a very safe city.  The only two fears I have living here are:  The stray dogs and the drivers (they don't yield for anyone).&lt;br /&gt;  Other than those two concerns, I wouldn't hesitate to recommend Vladimir to people.  DC, the capitol of the most powerful nation in the history of the world, is a far more dangerous place than Vladimir.&lt;br /&gt;  I will post more later,&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-54636585040374448?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/54636585040374448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=54636585040374448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/54636585040374448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/54636585040374448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/vladimir-vital-statistics.html' title='Vladimir: Vital Statistics'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-6293815614658924830</id><published>2007-02-01T15:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:43:35.443+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester</title><content type='html'>So, the new semester has begun!  We have a wide variety of new students.  There are new students from the University of Kansas, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Notre&lt;/span&gt; Dame, Georgetown and West Point.&lt;br /&gt;   It is exciting to see the various levels at which they speak Russian.  When I came, I am certain, my Russian was worst than most of theirs.  But to imagine how far I've come, in just a few months, is pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;invigorating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;   Also, to see what they struggle with (i.e. life with a family that you had never seen, until you arrived) is also pretty funny.  Russia is one very big "growing experience" on several levels!&lt;br /&gt;  I have a new classes this semester: writing.  It looks as though it should be a great class.&lt;br /&gt;  I have the same teachers as last semester, which is a blessing.  All of the teachers are true professionals.  To teach Russian to a foreigner must be the most stressful job in the world...  But they are always so patient and helpful.  They all understand what areas of the language are the most difficult for us.&lt;br /&gt;  Also (remember the classes are taught only in Russian) the teachers are temendously skilled at explaining difficult concepts of the language, using vocabulary that can be understood by the students.&lt;br /&gt;  I am also pleased that our Residential Director, Tom, is back.  I went with Tom and the new group as they toured the city on their second day here.  He showed them the Post Office, the school, the bus stops, the train station, etc.  He spent hours with them and answered all of their questions and concerns...  As he had done when we arrived in September.&lt;br /&gt;  Tom is also tremendously patient.  Seeing as how he is forced to deal with such minutia everyday (i.e. "My host lady makes me eat too much, what should I do?")  I am impressed that he manages to sincerely answer everyones' questions.&lt;br /&gt;  Tom also gets to deal with students who may very well not be too prepared for life in Russia (i.e. "Tom, I need to buy a coat.  I didn't think it was going to be so cold in Russia.")  The patience he has is remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;  Tom also tried to convince me to go to the hospital after getting mugged.  Actually, Tom has been asking me how I am doing for everyday of the past week.&lt;br /&gt;  Tom deserves a medal.&lt;br /&gt;  In other news, I am trying to find an internship for this semester here in Vladimir.  I will let you all know how the search goes.&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-6293815614658924830?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6293815614658924830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=6293815614658924830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6293815614658924830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6293815614658924830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-semester.html' title='New Semester'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4582514430558863716</id><published>2007-01-27T10:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T11:14:10.578+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Robbed</title><content type='html'>So, I got robbed last night...&lt;br /&gt;  Last night I celebrated my 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday with a few people in my apartment.  As the night got late, everyone started to head home.&lt;br /&gt;  One of my friends asked if I would walk her to the center to get a taxi.  Having walked to the center, I got her a cab, and she left.&lt;br /&gt;  Alone, I went to one of the few stores open at 0330.  Inside there were 3 young Russian who were all very excited to have met an American.  Discovering that it was my birthday, we all had a couple of drinks together.&lt;br /&gt;  Soon after, I decided to take a taxi home.  I figured, "Well, it is a about -14 degrees (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Celsius&lt;/span&gt;) today, I might as well take a taxi.  The ride will cost less than $2."&lt;br /&gt;  Well, on the way home the driver decided to rob me.&lt;br /&gt;  My memories of the whole night are few and far between...  It is what a blow to the head will do to you.&lt;br /&gt;  I distinctly remember refusing to give him my money...  And lots of yelling...  Then everything got black.&lt;br /&gt;  My host lady found me laying in the hallway.  I don't remember how I got home, or locking/bolting the door, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;   I assume that it was a bit of a primitive instinct to get home, no matter what.  Had I been laying unconscious on the street for the night, I would have certainly gotten frostbite.&lt;br /&gt;  I have a concussion.  And I am pretty bruised all-over.  I had a ton of cash stolen, my credit cards, a  bank card, and my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;  When I woke-up the next morning, I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;slept&lt;/span&gt; for about 11 hours (I normally sleep 7-8) and I still felt exhausted...  It felt like I had not slept in a week.&lt;br /&gt;  I went to the police station, with a friend, to file a report.  After two hours at the station, they concluded that nothing could be done (as I don't remember the make of car, the driver's name, etc).&lt;br /&gt;  My host told my neighbor what had happened to me.  The neighbor is an elderly woman who kept saying, "the Russians are good people...  He was just a bad apple."&lt;br /&gt;  Initially I agreed with her.  On the whole I like Russians.  Though I personally like the minorities in Russia more than the majority (in Russia, all but one of my friends, is either Catholic, Jewish, Polish, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Uzbekhs&lt;/span&gt;, European or African).&lt;br /&gt;  Of course, I would still strongly encourage people to study in Russia.  Granted, I am the third person (in my group of 12 Americans) to be robbed in less than 4 months, but their are robberies and muggings in DC, too.  I remember that someone got robbed at knife-point on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GMU's&lt;/span&gt; campus just last year.&lt;br /&gt;  I will say that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; (the organizer of my study abroad program) has expressed quite a bit of concern for my well-being.  This morning my director was trying to force me to the hospital (I won't go).  He seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;legitimately&lt;/span&gt; concerned and took (what sounded like) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;copious&lt;/span&gt; notes as we talked over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;  I hope that you avoid such enlightening cultural experiences...&lt;br /&gt;*** This is a rewrite of the article which I wrote yesterday.  Yesterdays, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt;, may suffer from some incoherence...  But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what concussions are like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4582514430558863716?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4582514430558863716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4582514430558863716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4582514430558863716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4582514430558863716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/01/getting-robbed_27.html' title='Getting Robbed'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-8927298015544238952</id><published>2007-01-20T11:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:30:35.247+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip, and why I love Ukrainians</title><content type='html'>I finally got back to Vladimir last night.  I had been on the road for just less than a month... I was ready to come "home".&lt;br /&gt;  From the time of my last post, I also traveled to Lvov (Lviv) and back to Kiev (Kyiv).  It was a really neat trip and I met a lot of very interesting people.&lt;br /&gt;  Being an American in the Ukraine is still a pretty cool experience.  Most people have never seen an American, and so they are very excited to meet one (i.e. my mother got asked by a group of Ukrainian girls if they could have their picture taken with her).&lt;br /&gt;  In my last blog I stated that I would further discuss my overnight train trip from Moscow-Dnipropetrovsk...  This story exemplifies the extreme of Ukrainian hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;  My overnight train trip from St Petersburg-Moscow was sleepless.  The stupid drunk in the bunk next to mine decided he wished to sing through-out the night.  (The only justice for his obnoxious behavior was his wining about his headache in the morning).&lt;br /&gt;  As I said, I spent all day in Moscow, killing time in the train station.  The Ukrainian I met there was delighted to meet an American.  She kept giving me things.  She wanted to give me her entire lunch.  Even when I said that I was full, she said I could take food with me.  I am sure that one day she will turn out to be like my &lt;em&gt;hozaika&lt;/em&gt; (host lady).&lt;br /&gt;  As I sat around all day in Moscow, I realized that I only had 100 roubles ($3.90) left.  I reasoned that going to the ATM was silly, as I would soon be in the Ukraine, where I would then need &lt;em&gt;Grivny&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;em&gt;Roubles&lt;/em&gt;.  Well, I spent all but 48 roubles in the train station.  I knew that I had to save 45 roubles for sheets for the Russian train.&lt;br /&gt;  Once I got on the train I found that I was in a coupe with  3 other Ukrainians.  A (approx.) 40 y.o. mother and her 10 y.o. son and a 25 y.o. Ukrainian construction worker, who works in Moscow.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, a short while after we all became acquainted, the conductor came around the train collecting the &lt;em&gt;50 Roubles&lt;/em&gt; for sheets.  I had thought that I needed &lt;em&gt;45 roubles&lt;/em&gt;.  I was $ .08 short.&lt;br /&gt;  I, very sheepishly, asked the kind 25 year old if I could borrow 2 roubles. &lt;br /&gt;  He smiled and gave the conductor 50 roubles.  I told him that I had 48, but I only needed 2 roubles.  He said not to worry about it.  He refused (really refused) to take the money I offered him.&lt;br /&gt;  I was, of course, very thankful, and so I gave him some souvenir things from DC...  Which he took... Though only after I pleaded with him.&lt;br /&gt;  I was exhausted, and ready to go to bed (though it was only 4 pm), but my coupe-mates wanted to ask questions...  Which they did until 11:30 pm.  They were fascinated by all things American.  They asked me about ever imaginable aspect of American life (i.e. US policy, schools, cars, cameras, planes, beliefs, culture, jobs, "Why are Americans so fat", and (as always), "So, do you think that American girls or Ukrainian girls are better looking?")&lt;br /&gt;  They also asked if I wanted to eat.  I really wasn't hungry (as I had been nearly force fed by the Ukrainian in the train station), but they wanted to feast.&lt;br /&gt;  From their suitcases came more food than I can describe.  There were &lt;em&gt;buterbrodi&lt;/em&gt;, cheeses, salamis, hams, grapes, eggs, apples, tangerines, breads, crackers, tea, chocolate, cookies, etc.&lt;br /&gt; It was really remarkable how much food these guys had brought with them.  I had nothing to contribute, though they &lt;em&gt;wanted&lt;/em&gt; to feed me.  They kept asking if I didn't like&lt;em&gt; X&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;, and if that is why I wasn't eating it.  Guilt can make one eat more.&lt;br /&gt;  In the end, having been well fed, I went to bed. I  got awoken an hour later by Russian immigration.  My coupe-mates defended me from the questions of the immigration services.&lt;br /&gt;  After going back to bed, I was awoken an hour later by Ukrainian immigration services.  The agent asked the purpose of my trip.  When I said, "tourism", he seemed rather suprised, though very excited that an American was coming as a tourist to eastern Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;  In the morning, when we were all preparing to deboard the train, the 25 y.o. construction worker (his name was Yuri), gave me a wad of roubles.  I told him that, despite my lack of 2 roubles on the train, I was not poor.  I just needed to change some money.  I thanked him for his thoughtfulness, and I then left the train.&lt;br /&gt;  Later that night, having arrived in Marganets, Ukraine, I began to undress.  When I reached into my coat (which had hung next to Yuri's bunk), I discovered 430 roubles ($16...  Or about a day's salary).&lt;br /&gt;  Yuri had stuck it into my pocket at some point.&lt;br /&gt;  I can only say that I have had many wonderful experiences with the Ukrainians.  They are similair to Russians.  But Ukrainians have maintained some of the Slavic hospitality and culture that has become somewhat lost in the westernizing, materialistic Russia of today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-8927298015544238952?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8927298015544238952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=8927298015544238952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8927298015544238952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8927298015544238952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-trip-and-why-i-love-ukrainians.html' title='My trip, and why I love Ukrainians'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-8888586626049670990</id><published>2007-01-11T17:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:27:57.057+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Travels</title><content type='html'>I am sorry that I have not updated my blog in nearly 20 days!  I have been on the road and it has been hard to get much computer time.&lt;br /&gt;  As I stated in my last blog, I spent December 22-28 in St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petersburg&lt;/span&gt;.  I stayed with friends in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Franciscan&lt;/span&gt; Community there.  It was a really neat trip.  The guys were all really cool, and very fluent in Russian.  While I was in St Pete I visited a bunch of great museums, such as: The Russian Museum, The Ethnographic Museum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kazanskii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sobor&lt;/span&gt;, etc.  I also visited with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Liya&lt;/span&gt;, an elderly woman that I had met during my previous trip to St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petersburg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Liya&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;quintessential&lt;/span&gt; Russian hostess.  Despite the fact that I was nearly 40 minutes late to meet her (I am still confused by the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;marshutka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; system in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petersburg&lt;/span&gt;) she waited and greeted me very warmly.  She had a tray full of Russian foods.  She had prepared &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;buterbrodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kalbasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and chocolate.  We conversed for a couple of hours before I needed to head back to where I was staying.&lt;br /&gt;  When I finally left St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petersburg&lt;/span&gt;, two of my friends, Jim (an American) and Fr David (a Polish German), took me to the train station.&lt;br /&gt;  I arrived in Moscow at around 0545 and killed all day waiting for a 1140 train to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Dnepropetrovsk&lt;/span&gt;.  I met a girl who was about 17 at the station.  I was, apparently, the first American she had ever met.  She was so excited to meet me.  She gave me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;buterbrodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, chocolates and a New Years card.  She asked (for my permission) to write me in the future. &lt;br /&gt;  When I arrived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dnepropetrovsk&lt;/span&gt; the next day (I will do a post later about the trip), I was picked up by my friends uncle.  In extreme Slavic hospitality, he had taken off work to drive me the hour-and-a-half to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Marganets&lt;/span&gt;, Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;  In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Marganets&lt;/span&gt; I celebrated New Years and hung out for about a week.  When I finally left, there was a small farewell party for me with about 10 people.  We went to a local disco and didn't get home to late.&lt;br /&gt;  To give a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;comparative&lt;/span&gt; on how cheap the Ukraine is:  To buy a bottle of vodka, in a disco/bar, is about $5-6. &lt;br /&gt;  I met with my mother and sister in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kyiv&lt;/span&gt;, Ukraine on January 6.  We hung out there with one of my Ukrainian friends until January 8.&lt;br /&gt;  My mother, sister and I left for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lviv&lt;/span&gt;, Ukraine and have been there since.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lviv&lt;/span&gt; is a really beautiful town.&lt;br /&gt;  Wherever I have been on my trip I am almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;suprised&lt;/span&gt; how much use I can get out of my Russian.  Whether it is finding a hotel, booking a train ticket, buying dinner or meeting new people.  I feel as if I have gained &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;a good&lt;/span&gt; amount this past semester in Vladimir, and I hope that there is more to come! &lt;br /&gt;  I will post more later!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-8888586626049670990?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8888586626049670990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=8888586626049670990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8888586626049670990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/8888586626049670990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2007/01/russian-travels.html' title='Russian Travels'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-2589003488499816785</id><published>2006-12-18T16:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:46:20.197+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>Today was (finally) the last day of class!  We were doing grammar exercises until the bitter end. &lt;br /&gt;  I am leaving on an overnight train to St Petersburg  on Friday.  I will be there for December 23-28.  I am staying with a Fransciscan community that is headed by an American.  There are people from six different countries that live there, and the lingua fraca is Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  I plan on also seeing a lot of sites during that time and just unwinding from the semester.&lt;br /&gt;  On the 28th of December I will be taking the overnight train to Moscow. After a 11 hour layover, I will be taking another overnight to Dnopropetrovsk, Ukraine.  I will then meet a friend there and head to Marganets, Ukraine.  Marganets is the neat mining town that I spent New Years last year.&lt;br /&gt;  Around January 6 I will be heading to Kyiv to meet my mother and sister who (hopefully) will be arriving.&lt;br /&gt;  After a week hiking around the country with them: I don't have any idea what I will be doing.&lt;br /&gt;  I will have internet connection very, very rarely.  So apologize in advance for the hiatus.  I will post as often as I get the chance.  I assume that I will be back in Vladimir by January 17.  Classes will resume on January 26.&lt;br /&gt;  I will try to post one last time before I go! &lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-2589003488499816785?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2589003488499816785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=2589003488499816785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2589003488499816785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2589003488499816785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-5027057415917537457</id><published>2006-12-15T14:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T15:36:25.911+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cases in Grammar</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to the farewell party of a Russian friend who is returning to Turkmenistan.  He is an ethnic Russian studying law in Vladimir. &lt;br /&gt;  The night was nice.  I was having a great time, until I managed to make three errors, in the course of an hour, in my usage of the genitive plural case endings.&lt;br /&gt;  It managed to really beat my confidence back.  After three years of college Russian, and four months in Russia, I still cannot put together a bloody sentence without a case mistake!  Cases are something that should have been mastered before completing the 200 level of college Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  To say that cases are my only problem in the Russian language would be laughable.  Though cases are just so key to Russian, that without their appropriate application sentences make no sense.  Additionally, latter topics in Russian are impossible to attack without having already learned the case endings.&lt;br /&gt;  Genitive plural is known to be one of the more challenging topics in introductory Russian.  Though, I am not in introductory Russian.  That being the case (pun), I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; by my missteps in the language.&lt;br /&gt;  It doesn't help that three of the people sitting at the table with me speak English at the translator level.  Their English is so good...  Imagine the Queen of England, they sound like her.  I think she probably makes more grammatical mistakes than they do.&lt;br /&gt;  And then there is me.  Speaking some variant of Russian to these people who are being very patient, though you know they are thinking, "Wow, Americans really don't learn foreign languages!  Maybe this one is particularly inept.  When Jason speaks Russian, it is how Bush speaks English."  It was also delightful that they would race to beat each other at correcting my mistakes.  It was nearly a game for them.&lt;br /&gt;    Of course, they were really trying to be helpful, but it was rather more terrifying than strengthening.  It also felt sort of silly, continuing speaking Russian to people who speak English better than an Oxford prof.&lt;br /&gt;  I came home feeling anxious that a semester had passed and I was still making elementary mistakes.  I resolved that the next morning (today) I would do a complete evaluation of my knowledge of the cases.&lt;br /&gt;  I woke up and began &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reviewing&lt;/span&gt;.  Starting with the nominative, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accusative&lt;/span&gt;, then genitive. I was amazed at how weak my knowledge of endings were for some of the cases (namely genitive. More specifically -ья (un/stressed) as an ending).&lt;br /&gt;  When I went into the kitchen to eat breakfast, I was feeling really lousy that I had managed to learn so little of the appropriate case endings.  I sarcastically remarked to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hozaika&lt;/span&gt;, "You know, I think that my Russian is worse now, than when I got here!"  Her immediate response was, "Your right, it is.  Now eat before it gets cold!"&lt;br /&gt;  I wasn't really in the mood to eat anymore.  I was really in the mood to drink heavily.  But, using my better judgement, I decided studying would be more productive.&lt;br /&gt;  I discounted her evaluation of my Russian by the fact that she has never, in the four months I've known her, ever said anything positive.  I think it might damn near kill her to say something, anything, positive, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; not negative.  But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;that is&lt;/span&gt; all another story.&lt;br /&gt;   As I have said before in my blog:  If you are a student of Russian, nothing will be more of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hindrance&lt;/span&gt; to your advancing in the Russian language, as not knowing the cases thoroughly.   It is like building a house, you need a solid foundation. &lt;br /&gt;  Cases are like concrete.  Your house is gonna suck if you don't use concrete.  I am now reviewing not only the appropriate case endings for nouns, but also for adjectives.&lt;br /&gt;  So, now I will return to my apartment to study the cases, as listed in my copy of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Schaum's&lt;/span&gt; Guide to Russian Grammar&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-5027057415917537457?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5027057415917537457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=5027057415917537457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5027057415917537457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5027057415917537457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/12/cases-in-grammar.html' title='Cases in Grammar'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-254694952868423188</id><published>2006-12-14T15:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T15:32:03.815+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN Russia</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to report... But CNN does!  There is a special on Russia:  &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/europe/12/06/russia/index.html"&gt;http://edition.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/europe/12/06/russia/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, you can also watch the CNN video special on Russian xenophobia if you click on the video on the left hand column, of the above link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-254694952868423188?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/254694952868423188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=254694952868423188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/254694952868423188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/254694952868423188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/12/cnn-russia.html' title='CNN Russia'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-886585885806301486</id><published>2006-12-12T15:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T16:07:27.444+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Post Office</title><content type='html'>On Friday I decided to send a couple of Christmas postcards.  Going with the theory that if you've written me, I'll write you.  So I headed to the local post office.  I stood in line for fifteen minutes waiting to buy stamps.  When I finally got to the front of the line, I asked the (at most 25 year old) girl for stamps, for a certain number of post cards to America.  Her exact reply was, "What?" &lt;br /&gt;  So I repeated my request, carefully pronouncing my words and mentally checking my grammar.  Her response was, "You aren't speaking Russian!  I don't speak your foreign language!  You can't come to the Post Office and..." She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; by her senior colleague, who said, "I understand him very well.  He needs stamps for postcards to America."&lt;br /&gt;  It was slightly humiliating to have this Russian gal yell at me (and point) so that everyone in line could know that, yes, there was a foreigner in their midst who is a poor student of phonetics.&lt;br /&gt;  So I waited as the senior postal worker counted out the right number of stamps.  I handed the younger postal worker a 500 rouble note ($20).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unsurprisingly&lt;/span&gt;, she asked, "Don't you have smaller bills or change?"  I said, "No, this is all I have."  She seemed to not believe me, as she refused to complete the transaction until I had looked in my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;  Having proved that I had no other money, she grumbled and gave me my change.&lt;br /&gt;  I then went across the street to the cathedral to buy the Christmas cards.  After a couple of minutes, I finished buying my postcards and was headed for the door.  I was stopped in my tracks by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;babushka&lt;/span&gt; who had sold me the postcards.  She said, "You shorted me 60 roubles!"  Too say that I was embarrassed, wouldn't well enough explain my emotion.  I, of course, gave her 60 roubles and apologized.  It was really her mistake, but it was awkward none-the-less.&lt;br /&gt;  I headed home feeling sort of dejected. &lt;br /&gt;  When I got home I showed my hozaika (host lady) the post cards that I had bought.  All she said was, "You need to buy envelopes."&lt;br /&gt;   I replied, "But they are postcards..."&lt;br /&gt;  "Of course!  But not in Russia they aren't!" she said.&lt;br /&gt;  Now, feeling as though nothing could go right, I decided it would be best to seek my Russian girlfriends help in sending the cards (and in buying envelopes).&lt;br /&gt;  We agreed to meet at 1800 in the city center.  Having finished writing all of the letters, I met her at the agreed time.&lt;br /&gt;  We headed to the post office.  Sure as could be, the young, rude postal worker girl, from earlier that morning, was the only person on duty.  So we waited in line for a time before the girl "helped" us.&lt;br /&gt;  My girlfriend asked for ten envelopes for America.  The girl said, "There are only eight envelopes.  Come back next week if you need ten."  My girlfriend told the clerk that eight would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;  The clerk said that each envelope would be 8 roubles (32 cents).  I said, "That can't be!  They are normally 1 rouble!"&lt;br /&gt;  So my girlfriend asked the clerk if perhaps these were not the right envelopes.  The clerk responded that my girlfriend knew less about the post office than her foreigner boyfriend. And that yes, these were the right envelopes.&lt;br /&gt;  The young clerk then sold us more postage, as I was now sending "cards", not "postcards".&lt;br /&gt;  So I began addressing the envelopes.  When I completed addressing the envelopes, my girlfriend took them back to the postal clerk.  Now an older woman was at the desk.  She said, "These aren't the right envelopes."&lt;br /&gt;  I said, "That woman sold them to us" pointing at the young postal worker sitting at the end of the counter.&lt;br /&gt;  The young worker's reply was simply, "Oh! I forgot!" as she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;  It was at this point that I asked my girlfriend the Russian for "witch" (its "ведьма") .  Having learned this new vocab word, I expressed my view that the witch at the end of the counter should have to pay for the new envelopes. My refering to the witch, as a witch, seemed to upset my girlfriend.  I think that the demonic employee enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;  The elder clerk said that, because we had bought the wrong envelopes, we could simply cut-out, and paste-on, "Par Avion" stickers.&lt;br /&gt;  So the next ten minutes were spent cutting-and-pasting.&lt;br /&gt;  Having completed all of this, my girlfriend, again, took the letters to the elder.  It was then that we learned that the younger clerk had also sold us the wrong stamps.  I owed the post office another 7 roubles.&lt;br /&gt;  By the time the escapade was over, more than an hour and a quarter had passed in the post office. &lt;br /&gt;  What did we learn?  Witches do exist.  They work at the Vladimirskaya Pochta.&lt;br /&gt;  Russian customer service...&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-886585885806301486?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/886585885806301486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=886585885806301486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/886585885806301486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/886585885806301486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/12/post-office.html' title='The Post Office'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-5658130730271808356</id><published>2006-12-08T10:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:57:43.864+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS!  and OPI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://new.photos.yahoo.com/jasonjaysmart/album/576460762342454781#page1"&gt;http://new.photos.yahoo.com/jasonjaysmart/album/576460762342454781#page1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW PICS!!!  CLICK THE LINK ABOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Besides the VERY EXCITING new pictures posted with the help of my father, I have had a really interesting week.  On Wednesday I took my midterm Oral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Proficiency&lt;/span&gt; Exam.  This exam is what gives someone their language rating. &lt;br /&gt;  As I posted in my first blog, I had tested at the 1- level.  To work for the government or in business, one must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; obtain a 2/2+.  I will not find my test scores for another couple of months, but I am certainly nervous about them.&lt;br /&gt;  The test for me worked like this:  I was told to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prepared&lt;/span&gt; to take the exam at 1510 on Wednesday.  At 1510 I went into a room, alone, with the examiner.  The examiner was Dr Ben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rifken&lt;/span&gt; (former Chair of the Slavic Dept at Univ of Wisconsin).  Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rifken&lt;/span&gt; began by just freely chatting (in Russian) about how I was doing, etc.  He then asked me to give a brief &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;autobio&lt;/span&gt;.  From what I told him about myself, he then drew his next set of questions (i.e. "You work?  Where?"  or "You have a sister?  What does she do?"etc) it was really very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;  This portion lasted for probably eight minutes.  It is the more conversational portion of the test.  The next part was the dialogue.  Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rifken&lt;/span&gt; randomly selected an index card with a prompt on it.  The prompt was, "You are renting out a room in you house.  A candidate calls to rent out the room.  Interview him to find if he would make a good house mate."  That portion went alright.  Though, for me, it was hard to come up with questions to ask.  I feel that I probably did ok on that portion too. &lt;br /&gt;  Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rifken&lt;/span&gt; concluded the test with just chatting about the social life in Vladimir.  All-and-all it was a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;  What mistakes did I make that I would suggest others taking an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;OPI&lt;/span&gt; look out for?  1. Use the formal singular (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wy&lt;/span&gt;) not the informal singular (Ty) (this won't effect your score, but it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;courteous&lt;/span&gt;).  2.  Use up all the time you have talking.  The examiner &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; need to cut you off because you are talking too much.  3.  Try to come up with some original responses (i.e. you know that he is going to ask "&lt;em&gt;Как Дела&lt;/em&gt;? " ("How are you?"), try to say something different than "&lt;em&gt;Хорошо&lt;/em&gt;" ("Well").  When the examiner asked me how I was, my answer was something along the lines of, "&lt;em&gt;Знаешь, все хорошо. Но, сегодня меня болит голова!  Вчера была вчерника и сегодя это похмелье&lt;/em&gt;..." ("You know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  But, today I have such a headache!  Yesterday was a party and today this hangover...")  The examiner can't use the contents of what you say against you.  Actually, my statements about having a hangover lead our discussion in the direction of the very social side of life in Russia...  Which is easier to talk about than the political side.  I had also prepared the hangover response in advance, along with some other uncommon things to say to the examiner.&lt;br /&gt;  I hope all is well!  Enjoy the pics!  They will be labeled soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-5658130730271808356?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5658130730271808356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=5658130730271808356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5658130730271808356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5658130730271808356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/12/pics-and-opi.html' title='PICS!  and OPI'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-959048309730917355</id><published>2006-12-05T15:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:09:32.771+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Monotonous</title><content type='html'>***  NEW PHOTOS WILL BE UP ON THURSDAY!!!  I'll try to label them before Monday!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Apparently I have given my readers the wrong impression.  Some have (wrongly) assumed that life in Russia (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; Vladimir) is always exciting...  I assure you its not.  I do not post blogs frequently, because of the lack of material to post blogs about!&lt;br /&gt;   Most days are incredibly hum-drum.  On top of that, we have not had sunlight in more than a month.  The sun rises at around 0830 and sets around 1545 (3:45 pm).  Everyday is as equally bleak and grey as the day before. Though the weather has been hanging around 35 degrees (F).   The monotony typically runs like this:&lt;br /&gt;   Around 0745 I wake up and shower.  I then get to hear my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hozaika&lt;/span&gt; (host) complain about something (usually: 1 That she didn't sleep well, 2 That she is poor).  As soon as I have finished eating breakfast, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hozaika&lt;/span&gt; typically feels compelled to yell at me...  Usually that I need to go, lest I be late to class.&lt;br /&gt;  I then set-off for class around 0840, and arrive at about 0855.&lt;br /&gt;  Classes run in 50 minute blocks (with 10 minute breaks) until 1150, when when have lunch.  We at lunch in a cafeteria in the basement of the school.  After our 40 minute lunch we have two more classes.&lt;br /&gt;  Classes release at 1420.  After classes, I might make the 10 minute hike to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; cafe.  If not, I go home. &lt;br /&gt;  As there is almost nothing to do at home, I try to go out as often as possible.  One of the services provided with the program, is that we all have free tutors.  If I go out with my tutor (she is 21, and a student) we might go sit in a cafe and talk for a couple of hours.  We, of course, only speak Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  Barring the exception that I go out, I typically sit in my room.  I can read either read grammar or practice phonetic transcriptions.  As I said, we have 3 TV channels, so that is not a great option.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hozaika&lt;/span&gt; is usually busy watching her soap operas, or gossiping on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;  I have dinner when she feels like cooking.  In the last week this time has varied from 1545-2000. &lt;br /&gt;  Taking a nap can be a real hi-light of my afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;  I usually get to bed at about 2300, and the day ends.&lt;br /&gt;  Now, to be honest, I go out probably about 4-5 days of the week.  I do not have time enough for all of the social obligations that I have made!  So I cannot say that the above is too typical for me.&lt;br /&gt;  Not all of my twelve colleagues have been so fortunate.  Many of them spend day-after-day in their rooms.  Some listen to music, watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, or sleep.  Russia can really become tremendously depressing if you don't find hobbies.  If you enjoy soccer, art or basketweaving in the States, find people with like interests here in Russia!&lt;br /&gt;   It is simply impossible to spend all of your free time studying.  A lot of my colleagues are really, really homesick.  Some have become rather disenchanted with Russia.  Some have discovered why Russians drink so much.  A couple have began smoking in order to have something to do, to kill time (seriously).  It is remarkable what Russia does to people. &lt;br /&gt;  What advice would I give to other students coming to Russia?  "Make hay while the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sunshines&lt;/span&gt;!"  When I first got here I went out as often as I got the chance.  I wanted to meet as many people as possible before the winter and darkness set-in.  This has greatly improved my experience in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  I have to say that the Catholics in Vladimir have been really nice.  They invite me to things all the time.  I spend every Friday night with the youth group.  I can be sure that for four hours, I will speak/read nothing but Russian.  The three (practicing) Protestants in my group also spend a ton of time with their church groups.  They have also had a really good experience.&lt;br /&gt;  What else has been good to break-up the monotony?  Having a girlfriend!  That is probably the single best advice I can give to an American student coming to Russia:  Find a girlfriend/boyfriend!  Your Russian will improve more speaking to your girlfriend/boyfriend for one hour, than it would improve in four hours of studying!&lt;br /&gt;  More later!  Remember:  PICTURES on THURSDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-959048309730917355?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/959048309730917355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=959048309730917355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/959048309730917355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/959048309730917355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/12/monotonous.html' title='Monotonous'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-3113367260543522257</id><published>2006-11-25T12:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:38:20.569+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Expat Thankgiving</title><content type='html'>*Note:  It looks as if it is nearly impossible to upload more photos from my camera to the internet.  Though I sent a CD back to the States so that I could have someone else upload the photos for me.  The woman at the Post Office indicated that it will take 20-40 days for my CD to reach American shores.  So, as soon as the photos get get to America (and then online), I will make a posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This is the first Thanksgiving that I have not been at home.  So it was nice to atleast enjoy it with other Americans.  Our Residential Director, Tom, invited everyone over to his place.  It was a pot-luck like effort.  Do to my tremendous lack of cooking ability, I was assigned to bring plastic forks and plates.&lt;br /&gt;  We all congregate at Tom's apartment at about 1pm.  The turkey was served about an hour later.  There were a lot of variations on typical American foods.  One interesting point that I had never considered was that turkey is not indigenous to Russia.  It took Tom a lot of energy to find a place where he could buy the bird.&lt;br /&gt;  In all, the gathering lasted into the evening where we sat around Tom's laptop computer and watched that horrid show South Park.&lt;br /&gt;  I hope that you all had a great Thankgiving too!&lt;br /&gt;Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-3113367260543522257?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3113367260543522257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=3113367260543522257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3113367260543522257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3113367260543522257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/expat-thankgiving.html' title='Expat Thankgiving'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4187383799369252313</id><published>2006-11-21T15:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:08:05.605+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Cuisine</title><content type='html'>First,  I would like to say that I hope to get more pics up within a couple of weeks...  So stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;  A few nights ago I sat down for dinner at around 5:30pm, as usual.  For some reason my hozaika (host mother) seemed unusually jubilant.  As usual, there was a fresh tomato cut-up and salted (with mayonaise) sitting on one plate.  On another plate was the main course.  It was "cutlette" and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;  I began eating my dinner.  My hozaika kept asking whether it was good.  Really, it had the same Russian (unprocessed/natural) taste that most local foods have.  I responded (in Russian) that, "Yeah, its great!"  Every couple of minutes she would pipe-up with, "So, do you like it?"  I became curious to why she had developed such an interest in whether I enjoyed her cooking.&lt;br /&gt;  My dear hozaika said, "Here, eat another cutlette! It is 'tistes"!&lt;br /&gt;  I smiled and thought, "Thats funny!  It sounds like she said 'testes'"&lt;br /&gt;  My thoughts were quickly interupted by her clarifying that it was "'yaitsi' (or testicles)" that I was eating for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;  My initial thought was, "My God...  I &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; have misunderstood."  But there was no misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;  My second thought was, "I am going to puke all over the kitchen table."  That was averted, but not by much.&lt;br /&gt;  Hozaika had a tremendous look of satisfaction on her face.  I  am rather confident that there was no smile to be found on my face.&lt;br /&gt;  My dismay was further compounded when I learned that 'tistes' was the 'meat', in the 'meatball soup', that I have been eating for the past two months.&lt;br /&gt;  So, what did I learn from this experience?  Testicles are best served salted.  What else did I learn?  Really, they don't taste that bad...  As I said, I've been eating it for months.  It only tasted bad once I knew what I was eating.&lt;br /&gt;  My perception of  what is "acceptable" or "unacceptable" to eat has greatly changed since I got here.  Just the week before I heard a cat meowing in the kitchen.  I  thought, "How odd, we don't own a cat..." When I went into the kitchen I found my hozaika holding a hammer over the cat.  My first and immediate thought was, simply, "It looks as if we shall have cat for dinner." &lt;br /&gt;  Fortunantly (as far as I know), we didn't have cat.  The cat was a neighbors'.  And the hammer was for some other purpose.  Though I cannot say that I would be too suprised if I found out that my hozaika does have a special recipe for kitten.&lt;br /&gt;  Hope all is well!  Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4187383799369252313?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4187383799369252313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4187383799369252313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4187383799369252313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4187383799369252313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/russian-cuisine.html' title='Russian Cuisine'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-3812312359884859417</id><published>2006-11-17T12:58:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T12:58:28.787+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos!!!</title><content type='html'>These are only a fraction of the photos that I have...  Hopefully I will be able to upload more in the future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-3812312359884859417?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3812312359884859417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=3812312359884859417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3812312359884859417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3812312359884859417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos_17.html' title='Photos!!!'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4617397805605596269</id><published>2006-11-17T12:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T12:57:29.240+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS!!!</title><content type='html'>After spending several hours in the internet cafe... and arguing with the silly babushki that work in it: I have been able to upload pictures!!!  These photos can be found here:  &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jasonjaysmart/my_photos"&gt;http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jasonjaysmart/my_photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click "Life in Russia"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4617397805605596269?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4617397805605596269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4617397805605596269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4617397805605596269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4617397805605596269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos.html' title='PHOTOS!!!'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-2316798945441479167</id><published>2006-11-14T15:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:50:38.167+03:00</updated><title type='text'>St Petersburg and the Handicapped</title><content type='html'>All is well in my quaint town of Vladimir.  Though it seems as if the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; students in St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petersburg&lt;/span&gt; are having a bit more of an adventure.  Last week four students (two guys and two gals) were in a bar having a good time.  A drunk Russian man approached them and bought them drinks (to celebrate the birth of his son).  After a while the Russian kept hitting on one of the American girls.  This lead to a fight.  One American boy broke his nose and the other one hurt his wrist.  The bartender then ejected the Russian from the bar.  A short while later the Russian returned and shot the bartender.  This lead to the Americans fleeing.  Nobody seems to know if the bartender died.&lt;br /&gt;  This sort of thing happens in the US too, so it is not really a Russian cultural note.  Maybe this is just American culture rubbing-off on the Russians...&lt;br /&gt;  Speaking of American culture rubbing-off:  My host lady told me that she was going to a party on Saturday afternoon.  When she returned, she was able to proudly show me the free piece of Tupperware that she was given.  It was accompanied by a catalogue.  She was nearly shocked when I told her that I was already familiar with the concept of a Tupperware party.&lt;br /&gt;  Aside from that, life is coming along.  I am continuously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; by how the Russian adapt to the cold weather.  I haven't seen a baby stroller in a couple of weeks.  Instead, you see babies bundled in sleds sliding around town, being dragged by their mothers. &lt;br /&gt;  This past weekend I was invited to go cross-country skiing with some friends.  They said that it is about 40 roubles ($1.85) to rent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;skis&lt;/span&gt; and boots and to go skiing in the f&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;orest&lt;/span&gt; for a couple of hours.  I will probably go next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;  A down side of all of the snow is how tremendously slick the roads, sidewalks and steps are.  I have taken a spill more than a few times.  I cannot imagine how many injuries most occur as a result of the ice every year.&lt;br /&gt;  On Sunday, after church, a friend asked if I would be willing to help an elderly lady back to her apartment.  She has very little mobility with her feet.  So I rode with him as we drove her to her apartment.  We then led her inside the entrance of the apartment building.  As is typical in Russia, there are no elevators.  My friend (who is about my age) went and got a wood chair from her apartment.  When he brought it back we sat her on the chair as we carried her the seven flights of stairs to her apartment.  This is how she gets too and from church on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;  After all of the laws for the handicapped that we have enacted in the US (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; Americans with Disabilities Act, etc) it is amazing that Russia lacks any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;accommodations&lt;/span&gt;.  Additionally, the sidewalks and steps don't seem to be shoveled very often (though the statue of Lenin is cleared of snow after every snowfall).&lt;br /&gt;  I am also excitedly working on a theory.  I have also noticed that whenever it is cold I see a lot more of two things: Drunk people and black eyes.  I am willing to assert that there is a direct corollary between the weather getting cold and so people drink more.  The effect of people drinking more is that there are more fights.  I haven't begun the literature review for this study, but I will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;  Hope all is well!  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-2316798945441479167?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2316798945441479167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=2316798945441479167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2316798945441479167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2316798945441479167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/st-petersburg-and-handicapped.html' title='St Petersburg and the Handicapped'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7277035733020552325</id><published>2006-11-10T10:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:51:20.149+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Medicine II</title><content type='html'>In my last blog post, I mentioned that all of my colleagues and I got to take a trip to the local Russian infectious disease testing area, for our HIV/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;AIDs&lt;/span&gt; test.  Well, it turns out that one of our students (the same one that got picked up by the police last month for resembling a Chechen) got an infection from the test.&lt;br /&gt;  I saw him within an hour of my blog post, and he showed me that his finger was very swollen and was an odd reddish/purple color.   He brought this to the attention of our Residential Director.  It resulted in a trip to the hospital where they took care of his finger.&lt;br /&gt;  Last night I had the quintessential Russian night-on-the-town.  I went with three Russians and another American to a Russian folk concert/show.  It was worth the 60 Roubles ($2.25)!  It was a very good show with a ton of people.&lt;br /&gt;  We began the evening by having the group over to my apartment.  My host lady stated that if there were going to be other men over, this meant that we had to drink.  So she cut up some bread, an orange and pickles to go with the vodka.  She seems sincerely concerned that my health will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decline &lt;/span&gt;if I do not drink like a Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  After this little drinking session, the concert was really quite enjoyable!  After the concert we (as is typical) went walking around the city for more than an hour.  The night ended before 2300, but was really a good time.&lt;br /&gt;  On a completely different subject, I have gotten a question on how diverse Russia is.  Well, there are maybe six-eight blacks in Vladimir (population 366,000).  The blacks are primarily from Chad or from the northwest (French speaking) portions of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; three of them are Catholics, as I see them every Sunday at church.&lt;br /&gt;  There are some people that are clearly of Asian decent, though I think that they are primarily from Mongolia.&lt;br /&gt;  There are no Arabs or Persians that I have seen.  As I said earlier, the one American in our group with even a slight middle eastern appearance, was arrested as a suspected Chechen (though he is Jewish).&lt;br /&gt;  How racist are the Russians?  Very.  They are a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homogeneous&lt;/span&gt; society and they don't seem to excited about change.  I don't think that a day passes that I don't see swastikas spray-painted/drawn on the sides of buildings.  Though other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;neo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nazi&lt;/span&gt; logos and slogans are also frequently seen around town.&lt;br /&gt;  To be fair, I think that most of the Russians don't per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; hate minorities, they simply don't particularly like them.  Their hostility towards a minority is more likely to be passive than active.&lt;br /&gt;  There doesn't seem to be too much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt; intolerance.  There are many Orthodox churches in our town, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; two protestant meeting places (one fundamentalist and one mainline).  I have been given literature by the Jehovah's Witnesses before.  And I think that there may be a Mormon presence.  As the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACTR&lt;/span&gt; said at our orientation in DC, Russians (as a people) don't usually come-out-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; Jews, because such a large segment of the population is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; part Jewish.&lt;br /&gt;  As an illustration of the ecumenical Russian Orthodox Church, we took a tour of one in Yaroslavl.  It was beautifully painted (as they always are).  And on the wall was a scene of the Judgement Day.  And there was Jesus in the center.  And to his right were all of the good Russians ascending to heaven.  And to his left, were all of the Arabs, Catholics and Germans making a rapid descent into the flames of hell.&lt;br /&gt;  Either way, I have not encountered any overt racism in Vladimir (other than the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;graffiti&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;  I will write more later!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Poka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7277035733020552325?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7277035733020552325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7277035733020552325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7277035733020552325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7277035733020552325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/russian-medicine-ii.html' title='Russian Medicine II'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-3632250981824793976</id><published>2006-11-08T08:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T08:51:19.905+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Medicine</title><content type='html'>Life in Vladimir is keeping its regular hum-drum pace.  There is already a solid layer of compressed snow/ice on the streets that, I have been told, will not melt until spring.  This morning I awoke to another two-three inches of snow.  The temperatures are maintaining a relatively warm 28-34 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;  Last week my classmates and I got to have another "cultural experience" with the Russian federal government.  In order to renew our visas for next semester, we all got to take a trip to the local contagious disease clinic.  At this location, we all got HIV/AIDs tests.  To enter the Russian Federation, I had the same test three months ago.  But these tests are not considered valid for more than several months.  This is because they are from an American institution.&lt;br /&gt;  The testing facility looked as if it was atleast forty years old...  As did the needles and the sanitary devices.  The nurse who took my blood sample did not bother to change her latex gloves between patients.  Fortunantly,  I was number two in the line to get my blood drawn.&lt;br /&gt;  Even better, was that the place where we got to wait to have our blood taken, was full of posters describing the symptoms of hepatitis, AIDs, TB, etc.  And conveniently, there were hordes of very sick looking people coughing and sitting-around all over the room.  The fact that they have folks waiting for TB tests sitting (and coughing)  with everyone else, seemed just so Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  In the two weeks my school has been without power and water only two times.  One day there was no power, so all of the regulars students got to go home early.  Yesterday there was no water, which just meant that there was no bathrooms.  Power is not that vital.  We have a lot of windows in our rooms.  Though no-power also means no  lunch in the cafeteria.  This translates into the Residential Director ordering pizza for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;   That is another interesting topic.  I don't think that I had ever had pizza where the tomato sauce is substituted by ketchup.  And the cheese is applied sparingly so that the mayonaise can be the primary topping.&lt;br /&gt;  All-and-all I am having a great time.  This past weekend I traveled to Moscow.  It is a significantly different pace than Vladimir.  My host mother said that she had a student before who transfered mid-year from the Vladimir program to Moscow.  The girl ended up regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;  I will write more later.  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-3632250981824793976?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3632250981824793976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=3632250981824793976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3632250981824793976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/3632250981824793976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/russian-medicine.html' title='Russian Medicine'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-2988643128145450868</id><published>2006-11-01T15:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T16:09:39.857+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back!</title><content type='html'>These last couple of weeks have been tremendously busy. &lt;br /&gt;  First, our group took a week long trip to St Petersburg.  St Pete, is probably the most beautiful city that I have seen in Europe.  The buildings are all magnificent, the people are cultured and the sites are great!  I would have trouble blaming any student for chosing St Petersburg over Vladimir.&lt;br /&gt;  My group took the overnight train to Vladimir.  We arrived at the train station at about 1000.  A tour guide met us at the station and we toured the city.  St Petersburg is so pretty with all of the trees in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;  We also went to see the famous Hermitage gallery/museum.  It is the home of many Rembrandts, Da Vinchis, etc.  It was almost surreal to finally see the museum that I have been reading about for the last five years.&lt;br /&gt;  The next day the group all went to see a ballet.  As far as ballet goes, it was great!  All of the student to dressed up and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;   On Tuesday I met with a friend of Dr Levine.  She is 82, and is  a survivor of the blockade of Leningrad and was a tremendously gracious and kind hostess.  We spent the first hour looking at pictures of Dr Levine from over the past third of a century.  Then we discussed how Russia has changed in her lifetime.  She has remarkable stories to tell.  Meeting her was actually probably the highlight of my trip to St Pete.&lt;br /&gt;  I was also able to tour the Political History Museum of Russia!  It was the best museum that I have seen yet in Russia!  It had artifacts from Stalin, Kosygin, Lenin, the tsars, Putin, etc.  it was really a neat place.  I am sure that I will be back to visit it again.&lt;br /&gt;  I also had the opportunity to walk the grounds of the Summer Garden.  It is a beautiful garden, with dozens of sculptures.  It is situated along the Neva river.&lt;br /&gt;  Best of all, it was warmer in St Petersburg than in Vladimir.&lt;br /&gt;  Here in Vladimir we have already had snow twice.  Only the second time was it heavy.&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday I had my "konsultat" (consultation) with my teachers here.  Already, the semester is half over.  They discussed where they felt I needed to better concentrate my efforts, and equally, where I had shown the most improvement.  They then gave me two hand written pages of suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;  This weekend I may be going to Moscow with a friend.  But I will post another blog when I am infront of a computer again!&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow is my test on prefixed verbs of motion...  So off I am to study!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-2988643128145450868?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2988643128145450868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=2988643128145450868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2988643128145450868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/2988643128145450868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-back.html' title='I am Back!'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-9015710971228933415</id><published>2006-10-13T10:18:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:37:24.400+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been a fairly busy week.  Last Saturday/Sunday, while in Yaroslav, a fellow student and I went out for drinks with our Resident Director.  Tom (the RD), is a great guy.  He is a tremendous resource on how to get things done and how to live a decent life in Russia.  Ontop of that, he is incredibly personable.&lt;br /&gt;  Tom suggested (as I had heard before) that we spend as much time speaking to Russians as is possible.  Additionally, he pointed out that everytime that we speak English (while in Russia) we are wasting our time and money.  This was a good reminder. &lt;br /&gt;  To further this point, during our weekly group meeting, Tom announced that our teachers would begin to strictly enforce the Russian-only rule on school premises from 0900-1420.  Ontop of that, Tom has quit sending us notices/text messages, etc in English.  They are now only in Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  All of this, hopefully, will help me reach my goal of more than a 1 point gain in language proficency during my year in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  On Wednesday I met with my Russian language tutor.  This tutor is a free, optional part of the ACTR program.  The tutors are usually students working on the college degrees in the area of teaching Russian to foreigners.  My tutor is a really helpful and nice Rusisan girl finishing her degrees in Foreign Languages (namely German and English).&lt;br /&gt;  On Thursday evening I went out with a Russian friend for a few hours.  We (as is the normal activity here) walked for a couple of hours, before going to a cafe.  The temptaion to speak English is tremendous.   A lot of the Russian you meet, such as my friend, have been studying English for twelve or more years.  Though if you resist the desire to speak English, and speak only Russian, the pay-off is tremendous.&lt;br /&gt;  I woke up at the unnatural time of 0430 this moring.  And, seeing that the sun had not yet risen, I studied grammar.  I didn't feel in the mood to do the prefixed verbs of motion from class.  So I considered where my continuing weak points lie in Russian.  I realized that I still fail to appropriately use the cases (which are crtitical).  This lead me to take out my copy of Schaum's Guide to Russian Grammar and to begin reading.  I went to Chapter 2: Nouns, and dug-in.  I got through most of the cases before I finally took a break to come to the internet cafe (at 0930). &lt;br /&gt;  My greatest regret in my previous two years of studying Russian, is that I had never paid close attention to the declentions, or to the appropriate case endings.  I had always skipped over the third declention nouns (as they are more rare than first or second declention nouns).&lt;br /&gt;  The best advice that I could give to current students of Russians is to learn the cases as you cover them in class.  It is hard to really have them solid.  It takes a good deal of work (or it takes me a good deal of work atleast).  But it will save you so much time and aggrevation later.&lt;br /&gt;  Other than that, I feel that I probably have another couple of hours of studying before I rest.&lt;br /&gt;  Hope all is well,&lt;br /&gt;Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-9015710971228933415?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/9015710971228933415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=9015710971228933415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/9015710971228933415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/9015710971228933415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-week-has-been-fairly-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-1415516824594875010</id><published>2006-10-09T15:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T16:00:22.951+04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life in Russia is coming along well.  I have been keeping busy with all of my usual activities.  I just got back last night from three days in the beautiful city of Yaroslavl.  It is probably my favorite city yet in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  One of the interesting things that I have noticed is that many costs here are listed in US dollar.  For instance, car billboards are listed only in $ amounts, not in roubles.  Equally, my cell phone minutes are deducted using dollars and cents, not roubles and kopecks.&lt;br /&gt;  I would assume that the large corporations (ie car companies) don't have much faith in the rouble.  As it is, if you are a Russian buying a new car, you probably don't deal very often in roubles.  It is much more likely that you do business in USD.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, everything else here is well!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-1415516824594875010?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1415516824594875010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=1415516824594875010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1415516824594875010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1415516824594875010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-in-russia-is-coming-along-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-724188858829848268</id><published>2006-10-05T15:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T15:51:26.398+04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Test</title><content type='html'>Today I took my first test in the Russian Federation!  I had prepared for it to be incredibly difficult, while it proved to be just very challenging.  The theme was verbs of motion in my Russian grammar class.  We only had to prepare for the fourteen most common (un-prefixed) verbs of motion.  Next are the prefixed verbs of motion.&lt;br /&gt;  Life is coming along in Vladimir.  Not too much is new or exciting.&lt;br /&gt;  Last week Tim Oconnor, the ACTR representive, came for his field visit of Vladimir.  He stated that while life is going on as usual in Vladimir, St Petersburg is having problems.&lt;br /&gt;  There has been a steady increase in the number of hate crimes against foreigners.  What makes these crimes so suprising is that:  1. They occur in broad daylight, and 2. They occur in well traveled, tourist areas.&lt;br /&gt;  It should be noted that, all of the hate crimes have been against non-whites (predominantly Orientals).  This does knock-down the threat level for me, but I remain a foreigner.&lt;br /&gt;  The police in Vladimir picked-up one of our students last week.  During a random document check, they concluded that his papers were not in order.  Well, his papers were in order.&lt;br /&gt;  It just happens that the student bears a striking resemblance to a Chechen (though he is actually Jewish).  He even jokes about how much he looks like a Chechen!  So after a trip to the police station, and some brief interogation, he was released. &lt;br /&gt;  The fact that he carries an American passport probably contributed to his rather rapid release.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, keep emailing me the questions!  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-724188858829848268?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/724188858829848268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=724188858829848268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/724188858829848268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/724188858829848268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-test.html' title='First Test'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7899372663806803221</id><published>2006-10-03T15:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:59:13.651+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertainment in Russia</title><content type='html'>Russians are less varied than Americans in entertainment.  They don't go to the movies often, or go to try new bars/restaurants.  Rather, they do the same few activities over-and-over again.&lt;br /&gt;  A couple of weeks ago, I was curious as to what young Russians did for fun.  So I sent a text message from my mobile phone to a Russian.  I asked my friend "What do young people do for fun around here?"  The response that I recieved was, "ha-ha.  I'll tell u what they do.  They drink!"&lt;br /&gt;  Now, beer is replacing vodka as the drink of choice among young people.&lt;br /&gt;  Of course, TV is also very popular.  Unlike in the US, Russians don't readily invite people over to their houses.  It seems rather uncommon (as the ACTR explained during orientaion), to go to a friends house and rent a movie/watch a program.  It is unimaginable that a mixed group, of guys and gals, would ever congregate in a home.&lt;br /&gt; Instead, roaming the streets is popular.  Hours-and-hours of walking.  It is cheap, and allows you to socialize.  I would easily say that I have walked more than 6 miles in one evening, "for fun".  There is no fixed destination, just walking.&lt;br /&gt;  I only get 2-4 TV channels, but they have relatively varied programs.  There is the news, (lots of) soap operas, (many) (lousy) American films (dubbed into Russian), and they have the equivalent of Candid-Camera that is very popular.&lt;br /&gt;  Soap operas are my favorite.  They are easy to follow.  The themes aren't very deep.  And they don't use very complex vocabulary.  A student of Russian can readily understand what is going on in a soap opera.  Alternatively, the news is nearly impossible.  I have never seen a newscaster speak so fast in the US.  There lips look like a humming birds' wings.  It is really remarkable how quickly they speak.  If I don't understand a word that the newscaster uses, they are already on the next story before I figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;  Russians also seem to appreciate reading.  It seems that the most popular genre is detective novels.  Everyone reads detective novels.  They are also probably one of the easier genres for students of Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7899372663806803221?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7899372663806803221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7899372663806803221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7899372663806803221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7899372663806803221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/10/entertainment-in-russia.html' title='Entertainment in Russia'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-6019803570601811080</id><published>2006-09-28T15:07:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T15:21:16.627+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day-to-day life</title><content type='html'>The weather has been really nice recently.  Mostly in the 60s-70s and sunny.  I have a feeling that when November rolls around, things will change.&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow we are going on an excursion to another medievel Russian city.  It should be exciting.  The city, Bogolyubovo, is a really historic and pretty area.&lt;br /&gt;  The culture of Russia is becoming more and more familiar.  No longer does it seem ironic that the man driving the ambulance has a Marlboro (or more likely a Soyuz-Apollo) dangling from his lips.  Equally, the constant threat of jay-walking tickets (a 50 rouble/$2 fine) is not as worrisome.&lt;br /&gt;  The ACTR proram continues to impress me by how effective the teaching is, and in how structured the program is.  All of the different subjects work in unison, to drive home points.  For instance:  The grammar class we are learning "verbs of motion".  So in the reading class, we read poems heavy in motion verbs.  At the same time, in the conversation class, we spoke at length about travel.  Everything is connected.&lt;br /&gt;  Day-after-day I am delighted that I chose the ACTR program.  And day-after-day I realize that Vladimir was the best city offered.&lt;br /&gt;  I would strongly encourage all students of Russian to apply for the same scholarship that I did.   Additionally, I would highly recommend the ACTR-RLASP Vladimir program.  Studying in Russia  has increased my active vocabulary by more than 500 words already.&lt;br /&gt;  I have heard (while here in Vladimir) that the linguistic gains of students in Moscow or St Peteresburg is less than that of students in Vladimir.  So that is reassuring.&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-6019803570601811080?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6019803570601811080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=6019803570601811080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6019803570601811080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/6019803570601811080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-to-day-life.html' title='Day-to-day life'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4396182517021647772</id><published>2006-09-26T14:59:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:31:01.241+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes</title><content type='html'>Several people have emailed and asked how the classes are coming along.  Well, since the people that asked are studying Russian, I will get into the specifics:  They have really picked-up in pace recently.  In grammar we will have covered numbers and non-prefixed verbs of motion in just two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;  This sounds easy, but as an example, the word "one" has 13 different ways of being written.  For each case (i.e. nominative, genitvie, prepositional, dative, instrumental, accusitive (animate or inanimate)) the word "one" is written differently.  The "one" (or any other number) must agree is gender and number of what it is quantifying.  So the object can be masculine, neuter, feminine or plural.  So really, there are 22 options of how the word "one" can be written.  Of course, it sounds funny that there is a plural of "one".  But some objects (i.e. jeanS) are only found in the plural, not in the singular.&lt;br /&gt;  Motion verbs are an equally tricky subject...  Just take my word for it.&lt;br /&gt;  I am spending more and more hours every night in the battle to keep ahead of the classs.  Aside from the grammar which I have described above, I am taking several other classes.  I have honestly found that Schaum's Guide to Russian Grammar has been tremendously helpful.  It conscisely and clearly details everything that we have covered thus far, and will likely do so for the entire year that I am in Russia. I have used it as my auxillary source of information to my class-textbook and as my primary source for my independent study of other areas (i.e. verbal adverbs or formation of the compound comparitives).&lt;br /&gt;  Phontetics have also proved to be tremendously difficult.  I would rather learn phonetics by listening/talking to Russians.  But this, in the end, will prove to be helpful in my pronunciation of the Russian language.  We essentially take words (usually poems, etc) and put the words into photetic form.  Phontetic form is how the dictionary writes words, to show exactly how they should be pronounced.&lt;br /&gt;  I met with one of my Russian friends last night and went over phonetics and grammar for a couple of hours.  Conveniently, she has recently completed her degree in teaching Russian to foreigners.  So the time was very well spent!&lt;br /&gt;  This Friday we are taking an excursion to the neighboring village for a couple of hours.  Next week we are off to Suzdal.  And in a couple of more weeks, we go to St Petersburg for a week!&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4396182517021647772?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4396182517021647772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4396182517021647772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4396182517021647772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4396182517021647772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/classes.html' title='Classes'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-5142823943945524313</id><published>2006-09-23T15:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T16:10:08.984+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday in Vladimir</title><content type='html'>Not much has been happening.  Last night I went out to the local discos/clubs. They were nice...  But not worth the 150 rouble cover to enter.  I figured I had to try it once to see if it was worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;  Today there is some kind of a demonstration in the city center.  It is being organized by Nashi33.&lt;br /&gt;  Nashi 33 is a nationalist, yet anti-fascist, youth movement.  They seem extremely tame and only interested in encouraging nationalism.&lt;br /&gt;  In regards to my previous post on Russia.  The average teacher in Vladimir gets paid about $100 a month.  A government employee earns about $200.  So it really depends on the occupation.&lt;br /&gt;  Increasingly I am coming to appreciate the Russian life more and more.  The Russians are tremendously generous and warm, once you get past their austere outward appearance and behavior.&lt;br /&gt;  Last night I went out to the clubs with one of my American friends.  He tried to bum a cigarette off of a Russian youth.  When the youth heard my friend's heavy American accent, he asked where he was from.  When the youth heard, "America", he was shocked.  He gave my friend two cigarettes, then preceeded to ask a long series of questions.  We spent the next hour talking to these Russian students about the US.  We then exchanged phone numbers and they gave us a good deal of advice on the night life in Vladimir.  It was pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I will post more next time.&lt;br /&gt; Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-5142823943945524313?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5142823943945524313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=5142823943945524313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5142823943945524313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5142823943945524313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/saturday-in-vladimir.html' title='Saturday in Vladimir'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4080150201213530448</id><published>2006-09-21T19:37:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T20:09:51.849+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics in Russia</title><content type='html'>Politically, Russia is unique.  It is a former socialist state, transforming itself into a democratic nation.  It is a former command economy, becoming a market economy.  What does that translate into for the average American?&lt;br /&gt;  Well, the average Russian seems to like Americans.  They seem to enjoy the thought of the "American Dream".  Really, they don't have too much in common with the average American  though.&lt;br /&gt;  The average person in Vladimir makes about $180 a month.  They may (or may not) have a dishwasher, clothes washer, clothes dryer, blender or car...  My host family has non of those.&lt;br /&gt;  Equally, the average Russian woman will have between 5-7 abortions in her lifetime.  As abortion remains the common means of birth control, 5-7 is considered quite normal.  The average Russian family does not have enough children for poluation replacement (i.e. the birth rate is far too low.)&lt;br /&gt;  The average Russian doesn't really give a damn about what the US is doing in Iraq.  They have too many other problems. &lt;br /&gt;  Nobody (legally) owns firearms.  The NRA perspective is really something new to them.  I think that it sort of frightens them to find out that there are more guns than people in the US.&lt;br /&gt;  As you stroll the streets you see a good deal of nationalist as neo-nazi graffiti.  60 years ago the Russians lost nearly 25 million people because of the Nazis.  Equally, it is quite clear that Hitler believed the Slavs to be sub-human.  So how neo-nazism appeals to people in Russia is a mystery. &lt;br /&gt;  Free markets are a popular idea still.  Though many have become disenfranchised by the "unsuccess" of the marketization of the Russian economy.  I will say that it did not work because of a failure of free market values, but rather because of the extreme corruption in privatizing the major industries.&lt;br /&gt;  You can still bribe a cop in Moscow for less than $20.  I met two Canadians as I was waiting to enter Lenin's tomb.  They had left their passports at their hotel to be registered (as required by Russian law).  A cop arbitrarly asked to see their passports, when they couldn't produce them, he accepted a $ 25 "fine".  (Note:  Real "fines" are paid at the national bank...  Not to the cop in cash, without a receipt.)&lt;br /&gt;  The communist party still has a good deal of support.  In my town there are several statues of Lenin (and a Lenin Stadium, a Lenin Street, etc).  I saw a guy who was about 25 today,on the trolley, who was sporting his communist party pins.&lt;br /&gt;  Also, the Russian political system is much, much fractionalised than our two party system.&lt;br /&gt;  All-and-all, Russia is a rapidly changing place. &lt;br /&gt;  One of my favorite books is Genevra Gerhart's A Russian's World.  It was published in 2001.  It proved to be right-on when I was in the Ukraine.  I have found that the sections covering entertainment, the youth, music, the telephone, etc are not up-to-date for Russia.  The country has changed too much in 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, that is a brief capsule of life in Russia today.&lt;br /&gt;  At the behest of my babushka, I went to the Russian used clothes store today.  She seems rather certain that I will die this winter because of the cold.  But since I spent $35 and bought a heavy jacket and a sweater, I will apparently now be able to survive the winter!&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow, the group is taking an excursion to another small city, so it should be fun.  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4080150201213530448?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4080150201213530448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4080150201213530448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4080150201213530448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4080150201213530448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/politics-in-russia.html' title='Politics in Russia'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-1087304535930464557</id><published>2006-09-18T15:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:01:36.103+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moscow!</title><content type='html'>The ACTR organized a trip to Moscow.  We left on Friday at 0720 by chartered bus.  We arrived about four hours later.  The only plans for the day were to visit the fanous Tretyakov Gallery.  It houses some of the most beautiful paintings in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  That evening I met with my friend, Artem's, father.  He picked me up from the student dormitories and took me for an evening drive in Moscow.  It was as we were conversing in his car that I saw the Kremlin for the first time.  It was magnificently lit up and was dream-like. &lt;br /&gt;  On the other side I saw the Bolshoi Theater (under renovation) and St Basil's Cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;  The next day the group set off for the Kremlin.  We visited Lenin's mausoleum as well as took a guided tour of the major sites around the Kremlin (cathedrals, GUM).  The tour, of course, was in Russian.&lt;br /&gt;  That evening we went to the Moscow Circus.  It was significantly more impressive than I remember the American circus being.  And the cost (less than $ 8) was a lot more attractive than the American circus.&lt;br /&gt;  Sunday morning we took a trip to the WWII Memorial/Museum.  This also encloded a tour conducted in Russian. &lt;br /&gt;  Overall, Moscow was an incredible city with many interesting sites.  Even the metro stations are beautifully ornate.  Though it is a huge, sprawling and fairly dirty city.&lt;br /&gt;  When we got back to Vladimir, we passed a nationalistic anti-immigrant rally in the city center.  It seemed fairly well attended (30 people).  Oddly, several of my fellow students on the bus identified one of the protesters as a guy that they had met in a bar a few days before. &lt;br /&gt;  This is an exception to life in Vladimir.  It is the first time that I had seen, any political activity.  The more time that I spend in Vladimir, the happier I am that I came here.  A number of the people in my ACTR group had listed Moscow or St Pete as their first choice, but were instead given Vladimir.  I think that nearly all of them have now conceded that Vladimir was probably the better destination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-1087304535930464557?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1087304535930464557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=1087304535930464557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1087304535930464557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/1087304535930464557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/moscow.html' title='Moscow!'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-5620456584345428788</id><published>2006-09-12T15:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:46:15.960+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day in Russia</title><content type='html'>Nothing too new or exciting in Vladimir.  Friday we leave for a three day excursion in Moscow.  Where we will stay at the Moscow State University (MGU) dorms.  It should be a very exciting trip. &lt;br /&gt;  In response to the questions regarding what my home life is like:  I live in a second story apartment (without any pets) located about five minutes (by foot) from the Golden Gates (the landmark in the dead center of town).  All the cafes, etc are not more than 5-10 mins from my apartment.  The  internet cafe and Cathderal are a little less than a mile from my house.&lt;br /&gt;  There is one main drag (Uleetsa Bolshaya Moscovskaya) where everything is located.  In any side road there are few stores, mostly apartments.  The town is rather sprawling, so there are different attractions in every direction of where I live. &lt;br /&gt;  The trolley busy costs 5 r and the bus costs 6.  A taxi to any point in town is about 100r.  The exchange rate is about $1=26r.&lt;br /&gt;  I am starting to gain a better appreciation for the Russian' remarkable respect for human life.  I was walking to meet my classmates at the Golden Gates last week when I came across a man sprawled on the sidewalk bleeding from the head.  He was paper white and not moving.  I saw a cop up the street conversing with a a motorist about (presumably) whether to give him a ticket.  I went up to the cop and told him of the situation.  His response was, "Sure, I'll look into it."  As I walked another hundred yards up the street, I noticed that the cop had not moved and was still laughing with the motorist about something (presumably my Russian).&lt;br /&gt;  Well, the man (or body) was gone when I got home, so I assume that it worked out alright.  When I got home, I began to tell the babushka that I live with the story.  She cut me off to say that he was probably a drunkard and deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;  So, apparently "empathy" is not a real big thing in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;  Young people here go for lots of walks.   It is cheap and something to do.  Yesterday I went for a walk with two Russian girls that I have befriended.  Tonight it looks like I will be going to the local soccer team's game.   The staduim is about a 15 minute walk from my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-5620456584345428788?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5620456584345428788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=5620456584345428788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5620456584345428788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/5620456584345428788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-day-in-russia.html' title='Another Day in Russia'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7915537156377228792</id><published>2006-09-08T13:44:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:06:54.122+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday in the Russia</title><content type='html'>I have come to conclude that the quote, "Russia is a third world country with first world weapons" is probably true.  I went to the market (rinok) this afternoon.  Everything imaginable is for sale:  Boots, beer, kittens, underwear, jeans,  meat, fish, vegetables, etc.  It is a pretty neat place, and the prices are reasonable.  A t-shirt costs about 50 roubles ($2) and cigarettes vary from 3.5 roubles to 35 roubles a pack (12 cents - $1.30).  A bottle of vodka that costs about $25 in the States can be bought for about $5 here.  Though cheap vodka is a little over a dollar or two.&lt;br /&gt;  Aside from that, classes have been good.  A few people have asked what the classes/day-to-day routine is, so I briefly composed it below:&lt;br /&gt;  I have Russian/local history, phonetics, grammar, reading, and conversation.  They are all taught by seperate teachers.  Each class will consist of probably four tests per semester (one a month).  The homework varies, but every night (including the necessary prepatory work for the next day's classes) I probably spend about 2-3 hours studying.  It is not a bad lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;  I have class at 0900.  So I get up around 0730 to have time to boil water for a "shower".  After  this, I eat breakfast (cooked by my host mother) (hozaika)), and finish getting ready.  Because my host mother likes to talk so much, I get up extra early as to allow time for this.  I then walk about 15 minutes (down a paved/gravel/dirt road) to school. &lt;br /&gt;  The list of which subjects I will have that week come out on Thursdays.  After the first period of class, there is a five minute break.  Then a second period followed by a ten minute break.  Then a third period followed by lunch.  Lunch is forty minutes and there are two more periods until school ends at about 1430.  There are usually two period back-to-back of the same thing (say grammer).  So really there are only three seperate classes per day.&lt;br /&gt;  I then have the rest of the day free.  Since everything closes early (or just doesn't open),  I run errands until the evening, when I go home for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;  Following dinner are hours of homework.  Concluded by an evening walk before bed.  It is before  going to bed that I like to once again review the new words that I learned (that day), then watch Russian television, or more commonly, read from a book of Russian stories for foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;  The Russians really do seem to like Americans.  They go well out of their way to introduce themselves and to wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;  All-and-all I am amazed by how much I have already learned.  If nothing else, the ease that I feel when speaking Russian is tremendous.  Sure, I am still butchering the language, but I don't fear an encounter with a Russian.  I look for more encounters.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, off I go to study some more!  Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7915537156377228792?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7915537156377228792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7915537156377228792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7915537156377228792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7915537156377228792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/friday-in-russia.html' title='Friday in the Russia'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-4823015519297315438</id><published>2006-09-04T17:28:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T17:33:46.619+04:00</updated><title type='text'>First post from Russia!</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day that the internet cafe has been working!  Russia has been really wonderful thus far.  Granted, there is no hot water in the apartment until December, but other than that, its great.  I have been delighted by how much the locals seem to really love Americans.  Everything about the US seems to interest them.&lt;br /&gt;   I went to my first day of classes today, and really enjoyed it.  There is about 4-5 hours of classes a day, plus 2-3 hrs of homework.  The students that I study with are very dedicated.  My Russian seems to be on par with theirs.  Today we had a preliminary Russian language test that included over 150 questions (multiple choice, short answer and phonetics).  There was also an oral that was conducted by three professors.&lt;br /&gt;  My host mother is a delight.  She has hosted a number of Americans, so she is really very good. She really is very nice and is a great cook.  I will keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-4823015519297315438?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4823015519297315438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=4823015519297315438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4823015519297315438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/4823015519297315438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-post-from-russia.html' title='First post from Russia!'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-100165336994246096</id><published>2006-08-31T19:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:00:07.979+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last few hours in DC</title><content type='html'>Orientation just finished this morning and I am leaving in less than thirty minutes for the airport. The orientation was well put together and very informative. It covered everything from host families, to drinking, to linguistic gain, to cultural perspectives. Through the Orientation I learned that I tested to an Intermediate-Low on a linguistic scale. I have decided to aim for a 2/2+ during the course of my stay. By comparrison, a low class city person in a large city may only tests to about 1+/2 in their native language. A 3 is what the government wants for work purposes. So it is good to have set various goals.&lt;br /&gt;It appears that I will live close to the center of town. I will live in a 1930s apartment with no washing machine. Which I assume is more rustic/Russian.&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Germany today is roughly 8 hours. The trip to Moscow is about 2.5 hours and the car ride to Vladimir can vary from 2.5-6 hours. So I have a long haul ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;I will write more on the orientation later. Poka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-100165336994246096?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/100165336994246096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=100165336994246096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/100165336994246096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/100165336994246096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-few-hours-in-dc.html' title='Last few hours in DC'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7279462521460189545</id><published>2006-08-29T09:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T06:23:12.124+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Night in V.A.</title><content type='html'>Today was a tremendously hectic day. I began the day with a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GMU&lt;/span&gt;. I first visited two of my mentors. I stopped by and saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GMU&lt;/span&gt; Russian language professor Dr Levine. He gave me a neat Russian language book (the fourteenth edition of Говорите по Русский). I have already packed it. While in Russia, I will strive for diligence in my personal readings in Russian. Dr Levine also gave me the contact information for one of his friends in St Petersburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next, I visited Fr Peter Nassetta, the Rom&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;an Catho&lt;/span&gt;lic Chaplain for GMU. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;tting with him, and going to Mass, I headed to Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In Maryland I ran some more errands before heading back to Reston, then to G&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;reat F&lt;/span&gt;alls. I have just finished (re)packing my bags. I have a strong suspicion that I will exceed the weight limit. If this is the case, I will need to pay a tarriff to Lufthansa. I may also be hit by another surrage charge in&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt; Russia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I am looking forward to tomorrow where I will meet my classmates for the next year. They all seem like really nice and dedicated students.&lt;br /&gt;It may be until Russia until I see a computer again, if so, check-back in a couple of days! Poka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7279462521460189545?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7279462521460189545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7279462521460189545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7279462521460189545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7279462521460189545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-last-night-in-va.html' title='My Last Night in V.A.'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-7146543251944171433</id><published>2006-08-27T23:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:56:07.384+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After the Night Before</title><content type='html'>Last night the GMU Russian Club sponsored a Farewell Party at my parent's house.  It was a delightful evening with many special guests.  Not only were two of the GMU Russian language professors able to attend, but also a number of other non-Russian speaking family and friends.  The party was also a terrific way to kick-off the new academic school year for the GMU students.&lt;br /&gt;  With less than 48 hours until I am due in DC, I hope that I have been able to say good-bye to as many people as possible.  It will be a short 9 1/2 months until I am back in the States.  Though, everyone is more than welcome to pay me a visit in Vladimir!&lt;br /&gt;  The last minute errands are what eat up all your time!  I have been to DC twice in the last week for various tasks.  I worry that I will not have enough gifts (i.e. Washington DC pens/trinkets, etc) to give to the various Russians that I meet along the way.  This morning my friend Moriah and I went to DC to hunt for more gifts to give to the Russians.&lt;br /&gt;   Aside from gifts, I am also having trouble finding a tour guide book of Russia, that is not exclusive to Moscow and St Petersburg.&lt;br /&gt;  The other challenge is getting consistent advice on what to bring to Russia!  It is actually rather funny to see the extreme differences in opinion.  Some people tell me to bring a warm coat, others say buy one in Russia.  Some have told me to not bring anything but a Russian-English dictionary, while others have encouraged me to carry along every Russian textbook that I own.  Either way, it will be more difficult to find Western goods in Vladimir than in Moscow.  This has lead me to pack more than I probably should.  Though in all, my luggage for one year will not exceed two standard sized suitecases.&lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow will probably be more last minute errands, and Tuesday will just be crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984691878113634083-7146543251944171433?l=jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7146543251944171433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984691878113634083&amp;postID=7146543251944171433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7146543251944171433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984691878113634083/posts/default/7146543251944171433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonjaysmart.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-after-night-before.html' title='The Day After the Night Before'/><author><name>Jason Smart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06919324710764275089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984691878113634083.post-647308854473516409</id><published>2006-08-25T21:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:00:45.619+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Predeparture</title><content type='html'>I still have until Tuesday, August 29 until I go to DC for predeparture orientation.  After two days of orientation, our Frankfurt bound Lufthansa flight will depart from Dulles at 16:45.  We will arrive in Germany with roughly an hour before we catch the connecting flight to Moscow.  From Moscow, I will board a train (or bus) and continue my journey two-three hours to the east, to Vladimir.  My first night in Russia will be spent in the city where I will spend the next year.&lt;br /&gt;  I will be studying abroad through the American Councils of Teachers of Russian (&lt;a href="http://www.americancouncils.org"&gt;http://www.americancouncils.org&lt;/a&gt;).  The ACTR does remarkable things to encourage the study of Russian language and culture.  Their programs are considered to be the most intense and educational available.  I have been a member of the ACTR since I was in high school and interned for them during my junior year of college.&lt;br /&gt;  It is really suprising that I am not nervous, nor ambivalent about leaving.  Rather, I am excited and ready.  My greatest fear is forgetting something that is vital for a year in Russia (i.e. Schaum's Guide to Russian Grammar).  Barring such a tragedy, I am pretty thrilled to have the opportunity to study abroad.&lt;br /&gt;  I will continue to post on this blog in the weeks and months ahead.  Please check back!  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