Absurd theater

Let me tell you this: You haven't really lived until you've watched thirty drunk Khirgistanis bopping around to what sounds like Russian 80's pop music. This is the beauty of staying in a European hostel, you met all sorts of people. Today I've discussed traffic laws with a Bulgarian shipping engineer who spoke maybe twenty words of English, but was quite good at Dutch, which I don't speak... I've talked to a bunch of Lithuanians - mainly in German, which is another language I don't speak... It's amazing how far you get with a bit of improvising and sign language and various half-assed pidgin varieties. Still, good fun!