I met a new friend for coffee tonight. We hadn't met before. We were to meet outside metro station Zoloti Vorota - Golden Gate. I saw a young man waiting but lots of people were waiting. He finally approached me and asked if I was Djim. It was he. He said they told him to look for an "old" American. He said I didn't look old enough to be described as "old." How can I not love THAT!
We went to an organic restaurant across the street and I had cappuccino and he had cafe americano. I also had a bowl of delicious cream of mushroom soup. We had a wonderful discussion. I spoke slowly and used simple phrases and he did very well in English. We used the dictionary when necessary and had quite a deep discussion. Rostek and Konstantin joined us briefly. Konstantin went home, Rostek went to find Denis, his boyfriend, Dimitri and I finished our coffees and conversation and we walked back to the metro. He helped me refill my minutes for my prepaid cell phone and then we parted ways. The trip home by metro seems faster each time I do it. I have adopted the Ukrainian way of either dozing on the metro or reading or discretely people watching. I arrived home before Rostek and Denis but I expect them, with dinner, quite soon. When I arrived home, I telephoned Dimitri as he asked me to do so he wouldn't worry. All in all a splendid outing.
That's what happens when you hang out with the "kids". You become the OLD one! That's why I hang out with the old ladies, so I am the YOUNG one! Sounds like all's great at your end. I still worry about you wandering around lost at night. Please be careful! Any pix of your apartment complex? Would love to see where you're living.
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