Today was a fairly quiet day in Kaluga. On Sunday, most people leave for their Dachas, so the streets were not so busy and there were not many people walking around. We went to the Dacha to, because my parents haven't been there since they built the gazebo. We also celebrated my aunt's mother's birthday and the second day of marriage for my cousin. We cooked salmon, beef, and chicken on the barbecue pit. I chopped the wood for the fire. I didn't notice this last time, but there were bushes full of fruit, black currant, red currant, raspberries, and wild strawberries. The strawberries were tiny, but out of all the fruit they were my favorite. It was amazing how good they tasted. Everything they sell in the stores is crap compared to fruit fresh off the branches. They also had cucumbers growing in a barrel. When we picked them, they were covered in sharp little hairs. I was told that it was a different sort of cucumber. We ate the dinner and talked. I had a few Miller beer's, brewed here in the city. A lot of the food was from the wedding yesterday, including the liquor. I wasn't hungover at all, which was surprising. We stayed there from 2:00 pm till 8:00 pm and then I went home to grandma's. My sister stayed with Ira and Ilya and played with Alex, their son. Later on they came back to grandma's with a cake and we talked about when my mom was a kid, and vacationing to America.
Pretty quiet today, till tomorrow!
Peace
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