Я сошла с ума

Today I was finally at the Russian embassy asking for my visa: my boss wasn’t in the office and I could disappear for a couple of hours in the morning.
It was my second time there (the first being in December 2005) but today was even crazier because I had to wait long time just to get inside. A lot of Russians were standing at the door, with their unmistakable bad breath of onions, garlic and vodka 😕 . Anyway… oh che cazzo, I don’t feel like blogging today.