another thing that I wouldn't experience if it were not for the late movie happened on the way home.
halfway from the metro I heard loud voices coming from the yard that I was just about to go through. I doubted for a minute if it is safe enough to take that route but as I came closer, there was only a young guy walking his dog. so I kept on. and the very moment I entered the yard came the voices again. many of them. from behind, from the side, from everywhere. well, pretty much from every window of the student's dorm that was framing the yard. the voices were chorused and rolling over the street like a wave. and this wave was covering me up to the hilt.
first, I thought this was some flash-mob. but I couldn't distinguish the words. was it smth referred to the political disagreements circulating in Moscow lately? untill then there came a lonely voice from the other side of the dorm repeating these words full of hope:
Халява приди!
I just burst out laughing!