After that one freak day of winter all the snow disappeared, but the cold is here to stay. It is officially fur coat weather here in Russia, which I love, Not that I have a fur coat of my own, but it definitely feels a lot more like I think Russia should to have people walking around all bundled up in their ridiculously large furry coats and hats.
There is, however, one down side to the wintery wonder. They have yet to turn any sort of heat on in the dorms, and my room is very cold. The central heating in the building is on, so classrooms are warm and the entry to the dorms is normal. The dorm rooms are slightly colder, but most get some residual heat from the hallway and are tolerable.
My room, however, is located at the very end of the building where no heat dares to travel. It's about ten degrees colder than the hallway. We keep the curtains closed all the time to try to keep some of our meager heat supply in, but to little avail. Yesterday Iuliia came home to find me bundled up in my sweatpants, sweatshirt, scarf, hat, and hood. We literally remark on how cold our room is every time we come in. Basically we don't even need a refrigerator, we could just leave our food on the counter and it would last forever. No bacteria can withstand the icy confines of our living area.
I keep hearing rumors that soon they will turn on the heat, but soon I might go ask someone if they could just turn ours on a little earlier. When I emerge from my snow cave with blue lips and numb fingertips, I'm sure they'll be understanding.
There is, however, one down side to the wintery wonder. They have yet to turn any sort of heat on in the dorms, and my room is very cold. The central heating in the building is on, so classrooms are warm and the entry to the dorms is normal. The dorm rooms are slightly colder, but most get some residual heat from the hallway and are tolerable.
My room, however, is located at the very end of the building where no heat dares to travel. It's about ten degrees colder than the hallway. We keep the curtains closed all the time to try to keep some of our meager heat supply in, but to little avail. Yesterday Iuliia came home to find me bundled up in my sweatpants, sweatshirt, scarf, hat, and hood. We literally remark on how cold our room is every time we come in. Basically we don't even need a refrigerator, we could just leave our food on the counter and it would last forever. No bacteria can withstand the icy confines of our living area.
I keep hearing rumors that soon they will turn on the heat, but soon I might go ask someone if they could just turn ours on a little earlier. When I emerge from my snow cave with blue lips and numb fingertips, I'm sure they'll be understanding.
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