I am a little timid to take my gloves off to take pictures yet.
The culture is very similar to Moldova as I can tell, the people are curious why American's are here, why we have black badges on. However, cold, good manners, fear keep them from approaching us mostly.
You check your purses at the entrance of the grocery store. But you can take your shopping bags inside. The first day the purse check woman make some friendly comment to me. I had no idea what she said, but I try to be friendly each time we shop. I need to learn more Russian, they speak so fast occasssionally we can pick up a word or two but that is not sufficient.
I think the culture is similar to Moldova. People are curious about us, but afraid to say much. Even if they do it is so far beyond our abilities we have to say I don't understand.
Shopping if funny, we found a "home depot" type of store. The security man was always at the end of hte aisle no matter which aisle we were lookign down. I tried to ignore him, finally I approached him and pantomined what I wanted. HE spoke English. After that he wasn't hovering over us....
He have Metro which is similiar to a costco, but it is to far to walk and we don't know the public transportation yet. Besides there is a larger type Walmart store within 30 min walk which carries most of what we most want.
Shopping is strange, seem almost every day we shop. Of course you have to carry what you buy over treacherous sidewalks and for two blocks so we buy smaller increments that are easier to carry. Plus it gets us out of the house.
It is so cold, we are bundled with only eyes showing most of the time, hard to communicate much that way also. The older woman waddle, I suspect is from years of sleeping on rock hard mattresses. That and hard hard physical work.
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