A place called home in Moldova. I have been staying in Liuba and Vasile
Cherchevan home for 10 weeks and leave tomorrow. Luba had cooked for me hugged
me when I cried ( I find I’m doing that more here) scolded me for taking a nap
with the door downstairs unlocked on Sunday, shared her swimsuit and listened
and corrected my bad Romanian when her 1st language is Russian. Vasile is a
trucker from Turkey to Moscow so hasn’t been home much. Just me and Luba. She works at a post office shop for the
newspaper and magazine sales 8-5 then cooks for us, goes to the garden and digs
around. She doesn’t really have any vegs except pumpkins and fruit trees. We pick fruit, I climb the tree or ladder.
She canned for winter in her basement kitchen. ( I helped with tomatoes).
The goat herder I meet in the field. We have a conversation about his goats. | He speaks Russian. |
It has been nice staying here with the quite and
some beautiful fields I take a walk in after supper, before I go back to my
Romanian studies. We have an indoor toilet, hot water, screens on the windows
(no bugs indoors) and a fan for my room, so I did well on my homestay. So, Thursday I go my own way with Tom who is
in Chisinau having dental work done. We’re
ready to live together again, cook some food and figure out our new town and
life.
My breaks or our vacations will only be when school is
out so when planning a visit (600 round trip) plan school break time. The country is small but in the middle of
some other inexpensive country's. We have some language skills and could help if
you think you may want to see this part of the world.... Will write from our
new home.... Love from Moldova where the pears are now ripening . IN HIM, Marcy
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