Friday, December 28, 2012

In which I feel a little like Salma Hayek in Desperado

February 27, 2008

The other day I had emerged from Tashrabat, the fancy Western-style shopping center on Gorkova where the "fast" internet cafe is located, and had just begun my trek back to The London School when an SUV with tinted windows pulled alongside of me and began honking. Now, in general, when a strange SUV with tinted windows pulls alongside of you and starts honking, the best thing to do is to ignore it, which is what I did. Then its window rolled down, and one of my students (er, former student; he's studying with Katy this month) appeared, leaning over, shouting, "Annie! Annie! Hello!" At which point he rear-ended the Mercedes in front of him. Yes ladies and gentlemen, I caused a guy to wreck his car. Luckily it wasn't serious, and he seemed more amused by it than anything else. He also told me that any time I needed a ride to give him a call. Because after seeing him wreck his car, getting into said car is exactly what I want to do.

Later that day, I went to my class at the embassy. Sort of. See, of the last four scheduled lessons at the embassy, one fell on Presidents' Day (woohoo for American holidays at the American Embassy!) and my one student was sick on the other three. And instead of phoning The London School to say that there would be no lesson, I discovered this each time after arriving at the embassy and going through the whole security rigmarole. Sigh. However, as this means less work for me, I'm not really complaining. Thursday was beautiful, so I decided to walk most of the way back to the school instead of calling a taxi; I think the school's staff thought I was insane for doing so!

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