Giorgi moved out of our room for a number of reasons. I moved to his bed. A water leak has caused mold to grow on the wall near my bed. I’m so excited to get out of these dorms.

Jumped rope and then traveled to city center where I had coffee and lunch before history. The baristas speak better English than my professor.

Worked in city center and then played piano for an hour at Regina’s before heading home.

Found out that Dad’s Belarus visa application was rejected. Those dictatorships sure make it difficult for Americans to visit. I’m really stressing about the logistics of my Belarus trips.