To put it Bluntly

To be honest, I'm probably not going to be putting anything bluntly, I just wanted to say that because I thought of it on the metro and thought it was a fantastic play on words. To clear things up...we totally went to go see James Blunt on Friday night...casually. If you don't believe me, here's some really bad photos to prove it:

This is the beauty of living where we do. On Wednesday night, Tomas (the other British guy) mentioned James Blunt was having a concert here on Friday. On Thursday night, we decided we'd actually like to go. On Friday night, we went.
It was so much fun being able to sing along in English and be at an advantage. He did comment that with the one song, this Russian crowd actually sang it better than the British crowd. I was wondering where those people were when we needed directions or someone to tell us which can contained Tuna.
At one point James shouted привет to the crowd, which is "Hi!" in Russian and everyone went wild. Jackie made a comment that it was super cool being able to understand that and almost laugh, oh how cool of you, Mr James Blunt, being able to say Hi...haha. (We're rather proud of our growing Russian vocabulary you see).

In addition to a very fun night out at a concert, one of the highlights was the metro ride  home. On the grey line home, we encountered something very rare. The first very rare thing was that a woman tried to speak to Tomas. Metro rides are rather silent sometimes. Then because I'm the one who goes to Russian lessons, I attempted to try and understand what she was saying which I didn't...because I've only had like four lessons. So, for some reason, I turned to the girl sitting next to me and just asked, "Is this woman being rude?" To which I received the answer,"No, she's saying your friend is handsome." What are the chances that this girl would speak English?? Rare thing number two! This girl, who is now our new friend, then acted as a translator between us and the woman (who was pretty much in love with Tomas). Other people in the cart got involved in our discussion and pretty soon, our area of the cart were all friends and having a fat chat. This is EXTREMELY rare in Moscow. Our friend even said so. We covered a variety of topics in this discussion...were judged for not being able to understand Russian, asked how much we had earned and eventually: we were even talking about Twilight. It was a surreal and uplifting experience in general.

The conversation ended when we had to get off at our stop (where our new friend also lives) and with the woman wishing us well in our lives and thanking us for being so warm, smiley and lovely to speak to. Bless.