I get to hold hands as much as I want.

Now, let me explain that to you. In Vologda, and I am guessing Russia in general, best girl friends hold hands with each other all of the time. So, since I have become close with a number of girls~we get to hold hands. I've made the cut! I am their friend. At first it was a little uncomfortable to be doing so, because in America...we girls don't do that as much (or ever). But here, it is more than acceptable. It's expected.

I thought I would be missing all the physical affection from home...but its not the case. It is just a different form. Instead of hugs, we hold hands here. I love it. And I love my new friends.

Today after class, Nastya, asked if I wanted her to tutor me in Russian. She also asked if I wanted to go horse back riding with her at the stable where she keeps her horse. Another friend...and a new tutor. Perfect. Brighid and I ended our day with coffee and a great conversation about life and traveling and relationships with Vera...my student and new guitar teacher.

Another wonderful day in Vologda. I am so thankful.