I saw some cute stray puppies.
And a see-saw.
Then, a little man made out of a popsicle stick. Ok, not really. I did make this little guy though, for my arts and crafts SPE. They came out pretty cute.
(After taking pictures of the stray puppies frolicking in the flours, I failed to notice that they were vigorously attempting to tear up my scarf, bag and laptop. I quickly extracted my belongings from their grasp, which further fueled their mischief- unable to walk away, I realized that they had moved to attacking my skirt. Not so cute anymore, I quickly ran away. Luckily, I survived with a mere scratch on the cover of my laptop.)
"Try the yogurt in Ukraine, it's amazing!" says everone who's been here.
"Hmm, well, ok. I know! I'll buy some for my Kitchen SPE and use it to make fruit dip- then I can try it."
That was not to be. Upon entering the store, I stared in awe at the isle of anonymous dairy products. Milk in bags? Unlabeled cheeses? Eventually, I settled upon a container that looked like it was yogurt- there were containers with different pictures on the front of different fruits. I assumed those were flavors, so I chose the one without fruit. Excited to try it, I was buzzing into my apartment when it dawned on me: this looks like a sour cream container. Sure enough, I rush upstairs and immediatly consult Anna. To my dismay, I did indeed buy sour cream instead of yogurt.
(I ended up mixing it with peanut butter and having them put it on their apples. It was actually not bad.)
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