I go to the
second week of my hundred-days race. Full circle - and the days went repeated.
So today is all about food. I expected here in the beautiful Norwegian fish
meal, salmon, herring, cheese - all of the protein, which can not be found in
good quality and quantity in Russia ( Mr Putin, I wish you eat for everlasting
life those strange shit that you stay in country instead tasty cheese). But I
didn’t find all this treasures in out tables. Only Norwegian brown goat cheese Gudbrandsdalen.
This cheese
is such - or you tasted it, spat and said, "disgusting", or fell in
love at first bite, and since then chasing him in Norway every time . He's in
every Norwegian store.
Our
breakfast was sad: no camembert, Dor Blu and brie, which I expected, waves of
green mold are not observed anywhere else.
But today I
am going to accept of challenge from myself. We have one handsome guy in our
group. It is Anton Smirnov, a journalist, a wonderful friend, a guy with a
great sense of humor and strong character. Yesterday, while we all drank
alcohol he drank a natural Chinese tea when all ate salad with mayonnaise out
of the store; he ate steamed buckwheat, which brought from Russia. Yesterday
all laughed at him. And today I want to support him and also go on buckwheat,
which also brought from Russia. Anton, I'm with you.
I want to
come back to sport side, I join you with your yoga train.
Ну, то, что не все сыры подряд готова ломтить, уже хорошо.
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