Towel Day!
It was a hoopy one in Moscow. There were less than ten of us DNA fans but we had fun enough for 42! We carried towels (of course) and wished everyone we met a happy Towel Day (and we made a niiiiiicey walk around the city, 4 hours long it was; extra hoopiness for May 25th being the last school day, so there were a plenty of FREE PEOPLE who are not at school anymore and not yet at a university). Most people kept a very straight face when we greeted them; some, on the contrary, looked as if they saw something terribly illegal and unacceptable. But some people smiled, and some answered, "Thanks", and some even answered, "Thanks, have a happy day too", and some were curious enough to ask about Towel Day!
We also were asking random people if they had a spare space suit, or a spare babel fish, or if they could show us the way to Magratea. One man gave us some chocolate and another one gave us a banana! And we did get a space suit after all! Well, a part of it. Well, one of the ex-school-boys gave us the wrapping from his ex-bouquet of flowers (which he just tore apart in a joyful way). So we got the space helmet!
And once we asked a taxist about Magratea. He replied, "Yea, how much will you pay?".
Apparently, the Guide was right suggesting a taxi job for aliens... heh heh.
We also were asking random people if they had a spare space suit, or a spare babel fish, or if they could show us the way to Magratea. One man gave us some chocolate and another one gave us a banana! And we did get a space suit after all! Well, a part of it. Well, one of the ex-school-boys gave us the wrapping from his ex-bouquet of flowers (which he just tore apart in a joyful way). So we got the space helmet!
And once we asked a taxist about Magratea. He replied, "Yea, how much will you pay?".
Apparently, the Guide was right suggesting a taxi job for aliens... heh heh.