It was strange to be in an American grocery store after being in Russia and to not be amazed by the size and selection. Normally it seems so vast in comparison. Since the last time I was in the U.S., so many megastores have sprung up in St.Petersburg that the local supermarket I was at today seems small and humble. There are still plenty of products here that you can't get in Russia, though.
So I was walking through the store describing the scene in Russian in my head. Normally when I'm in Russia I think in Russian but I sometimes talk to myself in English when I'm imagining myself describing a situation on my blog or to my sister in an e-mail. Now that I'm in the States, I'm storing up observations to describe to my Russian friends.
It's 10 pm and I'm falling asleep.