Saturday, September 12, 2009

A "Soviet Paradise Penthouse," as They Call It

Sitting in Jude and Briullov's apartment, macking on their wifi. This place is so different from my home. Just now, Jude lifted up a remote control, pressed a button, and was greeted with a resultant "ping."

I stared at him, and he back at me. "What was that?"

"I just turned...the air conditioner off?"

And then I realized that I had just experienced culture shock, sitting in a Russian home but confronting such a Western device therein.

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