"Терпеть не могу расистов и негров!" (с)Сообщение от Exxx
Как это "не понял"?! Вы расист?!!
"Терпеть не могу расистов и негров!" (с)Как это "не понял"?! Вы расист?!!
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про общениеThe City of Moscow
Moscow reminded me very much of New York City. It has that same sort of feel, especially with the people. Nobody smiles and they are all in a great hurry to get somewhere. Of all the waitresses and waiters I met, not one of them smiled, ever. However, if you can get past the stone faces, the Moscovites are very friendly people.
Moscow traffic is crazy! Again, similar to New York City, with cars dodging and weaving and pulling off death-defying maneuvers. Remember the scene from Bourne Supremacy? ...the car chase in Moscow? …this is the norm!
A four-lane highway is actually more like a NASCAR race with sometimes as many as six cars competing for position as they travel side-by-side down the road at 120 kph. Traffic signs (written in Cyrillic letters but strangely spelling English words like “stop”) and street lights? …sure, when convenient or when the other guy is driving a big truck. Pedestrian walk lights? They have them, but do not believe in them for a moment!
Similar to many Europeans, they get very close to you when they talk, and this always reminds me of how big our American psychological bubble is. I find it cool when I quickly notice how soon my personal bubble pops after…
The food was served in the Eastern fashion, with everything placed at the center of the table and everyone sharing. This was one of the many times I was introduced to the Russian sense of warmth and closeness, especially between friends. We Americans are so uptight and hermetically sealed from each other, as compared to the Russians. One person would grab a round of bread and rip off a piece with his bare hands, quite aggressively and with a lot of hand contact. The molested wad was then handed, sometimes thrown, to another person to eat.
I dove into this dining custom with enthusiasm and I wondered why we are so restrictive amongst our friends back home. I mean, if I'm so worried about germs on my friends’ hands and mouth, then they shouldn’t be my friends, and vice versa.
Последний раз редактировалось maXmo; 05.02.2008 в 17:46.
Вот это очень точно подмеченоA four-lane highway is actually more like a NASCAR race
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