Went to the Russian Conversational Group. Again, another stellar batch of people, half expatriots, half people who spoke Russian as a second language. I met the organizer, a guy who worked for world bank and some one from Kent Ohio. Small world.
On the way back nothing exciting, people with pencils sticking out of their bloody foreheads, skeletal faces, toucan sam. Probably what one could expect to see after drinking Viking beer.