In
case you, or somebody you know, will be turning 25 and you have no
idea how to celebrate, I have compiled a list from my 25th
this past weekend:
– take a day trip to Moldova
Jenny,
me, Aimee, Carmen and Samantha in Moldova
– have a man tickle the bottom of your flip-flops, then kick your
feet, while harshly speaking Russian at you
– make a stop in Transnistria
– dance party down the aisle of the train
– sleep in random woman’s house, aka our hostel
– search for hours to get our passport stamped, wind up with a piece
of paper
– try to get your picture taken with a tiger mascot in the park
– frolic in a fountain with Samantha
– eat soft-serve ice-cream, twice
eating
McDonald’s soft-serve, definitely a favorite this month
– sit awkwardly close to a couple making out on a park bench
– hear Josh Groban singing in the park . . . see his impersonator on
stage . . . dance to said impersonator
– take a picture with a wedding party
one
of the many weddings we saw throughout the day
– work-out in an awesome exercise park
– obtain a bag of cherries left on exercise bike
– teach the banana dance to kids at an English school
– drink kbac
– walk for over 13 hours
– whine your way into keeping Moldova stamp paper in passport
– have your team sing happy
birthday to you on a train
back to Ukraine
– have Jenny rap to you on a train in Transnistria
– fill nalgene with train water and live to tell
– clean out a chicken coop
working
in the chicken coop
– get covered in chicken poop
– fit 5 of you into a photo booth for pictures
– taste and dash at Baskin Robins
All
in all, I’d say that’s a pretty decent way to celebrate your
birthday. Let me know if you think you could celebrate a 25th
birthday any better:)
much
love
