One Week Down
Today marks the end of my first week in Saratov. So much has happened, and now I wish that I had been more energetic throughout the week and had taken a moment to write a little each day, since I will never remember all of it.
Hail/God is the Greatest Artist
Weather is interesting in Wyoming. It's very dry here, and the summers typically bring thundershowers and a handful of horrendous storms, which sometimes serve as the only source of precipitation. Sometimes it seems like whenever people pray for water, God responds by sending unseasonal snow or spiky balls of death. Gentle rainstorms are almost unheard of.
