First and foremost, I have moved from Lake of the Ozarks, Missouri back home to Poplar Bluff, Missouri.
St. Petersburg is the second largest city in Russia and home to women who absolutely blow my mind. I have never been to a place where the women, just going to the corner store, dress like they are going out on Saturday night. And the way these girls look dressed up… you will feel a pain in your stomach from falling in love several times a minute.
One of my co-workers, Crystal, came in at 0400 today and started playing Nickelback, I almost had a stroke with how much I was not having any of that. Crystal also hates people with brown eyes... just throwing that out there. Like deep hatred. In her loins and whatnot.
What I mean when I say living like a local is not living like a tourist or as a westerner who just can't give up McDonald's.
Hotels use their absolute worst rooms for agencies because they figure the people who book through agencies are on vacation and will only be there one time and with the sometimes discounted rate, why give those people the room with the view?
I would LOVE to go to Romania, it is fairly inexpensive ( though more expensive than Bulgaria) and it has superb internet access to be able to do work. AND TRANSYLVANIA BITCHES! And the girls are hot. Giggity.