Frank Sinatra by Cake is stuck in my head courtesy of the drive back (Eames driving, Marty, Page and Kalena, same as on the way there. too many people for a two door car with two people who are claustrophobic but it was okay) because Yulka and I were in the same place and it was definitely not Bard either.
I came home and soon after Pasha and Sanya arrived then dinner and hugging and all that. It was good to see everyone. Pasha and I were permitted to go to Eloosha's house, under the condition that we return by 2am.For thanksgiving we went to dinner at a friends house (yet another professor, yet again math, and yes at MIT.) It was good to see a friend that I haven't really seen in a while, though it was too chaotic to talk fully.
and then the next day I went with Mama and Sanya and my brothers to Walden pond. Then to Eloosha's house. Well, first a concert, and then the house and then a sleepover in the basement and going to bed at 5 am.
Eloosha's friend from Yale came too (Daniel), because he lives far far away and after Eloosha said that for thanksgiving about 80 Russian Jews descend on his house, Daniel decided he has to see it. But apparently despite the fact that the teens think they spend most of the time speaking in English, we don't. I didn't even realize it until Daniel responded to "Я скоро вернусь" with a "and was I supposed to understand that?" Also we play way more music than normal thanksgiving (and probably eat way less turkey.)
In the evening people split-a few went to a party, more went to a play at Central, I stayed and babysat Sima. We played pingpong. We played foozball. Kostya Vanya Pasha and I played set while Sima watched (though Sima did find a set himself too.)
And I spent the last night (last night) at home again.and now I'm back.
and that is a summery of this weekend. I hope everyone had a great thanksgiving!
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