Wednesday, according to our “schedule” the
power was supposed to be out from 6pm until midnight. It didn’t go out until
10:45pm, which I didn’t mind so much, but one wonders why they bothered making
and disseminating a block by block power outage schedule. Yay, Kyrgyzstan. I
was hanging out with my headlamp and numerous candles when I began to smell
something (other than a candle) burning. The candle I’d had sitting on my
plastic chest of drawers had burned a hole through the top of the chest and had
ignited something inside my underwear drawer. Ooops. You’d think that after
the Oh, holy shit, the plastic box is burning incident of 2005
I’d have learned to stop placing candles directly onto plastic surfaces, but
obviously not. Luckily only one of my green headscarves (of which I have
several) burned, and my entire selection of underwear was not lost.
Oooops.
Shortly after that I blew out the candles
and went to bed… only to be awoken from my slumber at about 2:30am by a
loud Crash! Bang! from directly outside my window, accompanied
by a lot of shouting and swearing in Russian. After the crashing, banging and
swearing continued for a few more minutes, I dragged myself out of bed to see
what the racket was all about. For some reason a crew of five workers had
picked that very moment to install a gigantic metal sign (to which billboards
can be attached) directly outside my window. This involved large metal objects
dangling from a giant, teetering crane, which were being smashed repeatedly
(and accidentally) into the trees outside my window amidst much shouting: Come
on! Come on! Come on! Sasha! Saaa-shaa! Dammit. Hell. Come on! Stop! Stop!
Vanya, help Seryoga! Fuck! Lift it up! Lift it up! Gosha! Come on! Come on! I
listened to Sasha, Vanya, Seryoga, Gosha and their foreman (the one doing the
bulk of the shouting) crash, bang and curse for a full two hours before they
managed to get the thing erected. Then they uncorked a bottle of champagne
which they proceeded to drink outside my window before driving away. They left
the empty bottle.
The view at 3am
The finished product by daylight.
Not even containing an advertisement, just an empty metal sign. Boo.
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