- Wake up to sound of power strip blowing up.
- Stretchy scatchy toilet paper.
- Liquid yogurt. yuck.
- Meet Huun Huur Tu (the band)!
- Ride the Russian metro to downtown for 1st rehearsal with composer Martynov.
- Hearing HHT and Martynov live for the first time - so beautiful I teared up a bit.
- Thought I escaped jet lag - found out half way through rehearsal that I was wrong - fidget non-stop and look at everything possible to not fall asleep - SO scared of offending everyone with my sleepiness.
- Me walking out of the music building onto Moscow street by myself - walk into small store - point at coffee machine.
ME: "Coffee?"
HER: "tbuxneuynsioerjlkjdoisk?"
ME: "English?" --{awkward smile}--
HER: "yrutydknladoiualkdsmfnieiour"
ME: --{blank stare}--
HER: --{sigh}--
She puts coffee cup under coffee machine.
HER: "Milk?"
ME: "DA!"
Another small success for Celeste.
- Taken for Georgian cuisine at beautiful restaurant for dinner by co-owner of Greenwave (our host), but so tired I can barely keep my eyes open - eyes keep crossing from effort to focus. Hand permanently over mouth to cover repeated yawning. Reminded of a super tired Sachi deliriously wandering around the living room trying to stay awake. Even chewing takes too much energy.
- Getting more efficient with our working routine.
- Hoping for 8 hours of sleep.
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