A day in the life


It’s a weird time here, technology-wise. The Russky recently sold his desktop. My (on-the-deathbed) Mac melted its adapter at some point this week. The washing machine is both shaking uncontrollably and burning patches in my clothes.

So no clean laundry, no TV shows (we don’t even have a TV set to watch bad Russian TV, which is probably good), no full keyboard, and no ability to import the pictures from my camera. The search is on this weekend for a new adapter (where?), as well as some other super exciting stuff!

Anyway, on to more interesting things…

A lot of my time during the day seems to often go unaccounted for. What exactly am I doing? Even I’m not sure.

I wanted to make myself more conscious about the tons of time I likely waste everyday, as well as giving in to your (surely) burning desire to know what the life of a business English teacher in Moscow is like. Well here you go, the nitty-gritty of a day in my life (photos courtesy of my much hardy tablet):


My dirty phone — this apartment gets SO dusty, so fast.

Getting ready to leave the house on MARCH 22 and it’s 5F (-15C). Ugh. I don’t mind the cold so much, it’s just wearing layers and layers all the time that makes me really sad.

Also, a continued mystery of the Russian people: how do they stay cool on the metro without taking any of their clothes off?! I mean, after a brisk walk in the cold into a stuffy metro car I can barely stand to be in a cardigan. And as I stand there, struggling with all my stuff and trying to get off a winter coat while packed like a sardine, all the Russians are sitting there giving me the side-eye and remaining, apparently, totally un-sweaty. HOW?!


Train travel is ubiquitous here, and therefore train tracks. As an American, I still get super nervous every time I have to cross them and feel like I’m going to get yelled at by my parents.

Not pictured: the million-bazillion years I spend in the metro each day. It was actually super crowded all day and I felt like a ding-dong holding up a tablet to take a picture. But you can imagine. The one BIG downside to teaching business English (in-company, that is) is the travel, travel, travel.


Annoyingly getting my website blocked a bunch of times. I guess the government’s just passed a new internet blacklisting law and cast the net a little too wide. I personally am not having any problems accessing my usual sites, but a few refreshes usually gets around these super blocks ;)


Casually dodging boxes of chemicals (and guards, not pictured) at my work. NBD. It will happen a lot — the guards, that is. No matter how many times I go to this place to teach, the guard always gives me the evil eye and occasionally grills me. Come on, dude. I’m the only stuttering, red-headed American that comes here twice a week. Or so I would guess.


I hope, wherever you are, you are having much more spring-like weather, your washing machine is not burning your clothing, and you don’t have to pay out the nose for fresh produce!


  1. Nice post! If it’s any consolation, it’s not even remotely spring here yet either – thought I was going to lose my extremities to frostbite on the way home; I’ve been going to some companies here for almost 2 years and still get barely a grunt from the security guards. And even though it happens 3 times a week, it still bugs me every single time! My washing machine is fine though :) Good luck with your adaptor search!!


    1. The guards — oh the guards! I count it a major victory when they wish me a good night when I leave. What is my life reduced to…


      1. Yeah, if I get a grunt it’s a good day! Strange how your ways of measuring success change… :)


  2. The life and times of a red-head in Russia by Polly Heath. Start writing a book, okay? Because what I just read was most interesting and certainly entertaining especially about the washing machine burning holes in your clothes. ‘Udaci.’ J.W.


  3. > the Russians are sitting there giving me the side-eye and remaining, apparently, totally un-sweaty. HOW?!
    EASY! Do like a cat! Cats don’t sweat as well. They reduce the internal energy consumption. Just relax and don’t make any sudden movements. This Russian metro-zen. :)


  4. It sounds way to cold for me


  5. The Mongolians do the same thing with overcompensating for the ungodly cold outside with hellish heat indoors, and then not bothering to remove any of their layers. I don’t know how they don’t melt.

    And, alas, your hopes are all wasted on me. Weather aside, fruit is unreasonably expensive here (though at least root vegetables are cheap!), and I wash most of my clothes by hand. I have friends with washing machines, but I don’t like to bother them except with things like towels, sheets, and sweatshirts.


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