Weekend roundup
Trip Start
Oct 24, 2006
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Trip End
Nov 12, 2006
Saturday and Sunday we had Marie and another of Jeanne's friend's "Alvan" Fu around.
On Saturday the three of us went to the large indoor market and then came home to see a Man United game was on TV, live (on the ЛAД channel of Belarussian TV).
On Sunday morning me, Jeanne and Alvan, a Taiwanese fellow student, packed into a bus with a guide with Russian verbal diahorrea and with Jeanne's room-mate during the time she isn't with me, a Mongolian woman named Mogi. Our destination was the fortress at Mир (Mir, a Russian word meaning both 'world' and 'peace'). The building was amazing though the weather was cold and we were glad to get back on the bus and head fpor the second stop at Несвиж (Neshvits).
Несвиж has a seminary and a church including over-excited icon-sellers who tried to sell me one (she looked a little perturbed when told I was a non-believer). The seminary is atop a hill in a huge park with beautiful tree lined boulevards and despite the time of year, the trees were in full autumn yellow. If you had seen a picture it would have looked like August, but the air was very cold. We spent far too long trooping through the park listening to tales of various statues and of the war memorial before collapsing back onto the bus.
The evening was capped by chilli-con-carne with local meat and German sauce.
On Saturday the three of us went to the large indoor market and then came home to see a Man United game was on TV, live (on the ЛAД channel of Belarussian TV).
On Sunday morning me, Jeanne and Alvan, a Taiwanese fellow student, packed into a bus with a guide with Russian verbal diahorrea and with Jeanne's room-mate during the time she isn't with me, a Mongolian woman named Mogi. Our destination was the fortress at Mир (Mir, a Russian word meaning both 'world' and 'peace'). The building was amazing though the weather was cold and we were glad to get back on the bus and head fpor the second stop at Несвиж (Neshvits).
Несвиж has a seminary and a church including over-excited icon-sellers who tried to sell me one (she looked a little perturbed when told I was a non-believer). The seminary is atop a hill in a huge park with beautiful tree lined boulevards and despite the time of year, the trees were in full autumn yellow. If you had seen a picture it would have looked like August, but the air was very cold. We spent far too long trooping through the park listening to tales of various statues and of the war memorial before collapsing back onto the bus.
The evening was capped by chilli-con-carne with local meat and German sauce.


