Russia is not for the faint of heart

On my way home from the gym this evening, an enormous rat scuttled across my path, ran up through the courtyard in front of the dorm, and stopped to eat a piece of bread.

This also seems like a good place to mention that our kitchen has recently been overtaken by cockroaches. We bought bug spray, doused the kitchen one night, and escorted all roaches in sight out the door and down the hall. We awoke the next morning to find several carcasses on the floor, with even more littered across the hallway. Luckily, none of them are quite as big as my late pet cockroach, Steve Irwin.