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Settling in the Small, Quiet City of Belgorod

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It has been a while, I know. I just moved to Saint Petersburg for my new job (Yaaay!) about which I will write in few hundred episodes for sure. Either way, this week I want to write about Belgorod in general. The small Russian city that became my first home in the Motherland. So let's begin! Why exactly Belgorod, Leandro? Why not Moscow? Oh, yes, that's the first thing people ask me and I am sure you would ask me the same. You know, after a while you start noticing a pattern in these questions. Also, I would like to point out that normally when this question comes from a Russian, they tend to regard Belgorod as some kind of village where the Soviet Union hasn't fallen yet, and even I thought that I was going to a Soviet-style city with all the red flags and shit. That is almost totally not the case with Belgorod. The blue chapel near Belgorod State University. Photography is one of my hobbies. (Yep, I took this picture) Why is that not the case? Well, first

A few things we do differently in Brazil and Russia

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Today I am in São Paulo, getting ready to go to Russia, hopefully to begin an amazing new job in a cool Russian company. Well, I know I planned on talking about something completely unrelated to today's topic, but I figured "Hey, it's my blog, I can do whatever I want!", so I changed my mind and decided to speak about some of the things I noticed in my first weeks in Belgorod. These are not the commonly spoken things about Russia, because there is enough of that in the internet. Jokes about vodka and bears are below me. Kebab Shaverma Shawarma Shaurma  Shaurma is the name used in Moscow for this food, so that's the one I am sticking with, pretty much the same way the right Russian is the Russian spoken in Moscow. Hopefully, none of my future colleagues in Saint Petersburg will read this. Let's begin with this delicious street food that is not normally found in Brazil, or at least it was not popular here until very recently. This is simply everyw

Moving Abroad and First Impressions About Russia

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Grab your Ushankas because we are going to the Motherland, comrades! I have waited the whole week to make this joke so don't you dare not laugh . Moving on, last week we stopped at the moment when I was making the decision of going to Russia for my language course. Fast-forward a bit to the days nearing my departure. Naturally, there were a lot of things in my mind at that moment and I couldn't hold back the anxiety (pretty much like now. I'm about to go back to Russia, but this is something I'll talk about a few hundred episodes later). Would I like that language course? How would I endure the Russian winter? What would I do far away from my family? I am a very anxious person by nature and was very curious about many things. Luckily I wasn't the only one. There were other anxious people from all over Brazil who also were going on the same flight to Russia, some of them would study international relations in the small Russian city of Belgorod and some of them w

Why Would You Ever Move to Russia?

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I have decided to write this blog in a chronological order, so today, in the first blog article of my life, I will write about the decision of going to Russia. Look, mom! I am a blogger now! One of the most common questions I get is "Why did you learn Russian, to begin with?" and the second most common question I get is "Why did you go to Russia?", often followed by "You have family there? Oh, you are one of those Brazilians who study medicine in Russia because you couldn't get into a public university in Brazil and private universities are expensive as f? Soooo, what about Russian women, huh?" at this point normally I stare at the person with a face I can only describe as wondering why do I live.  So, let's answer each of these questions! This is going to be so much fun!  Why did you begin learning Russian? Why? WHY? The truth is at the time I started learning Russian, I was only 13 or 14 years old and it was not a serious commitmen