After my first night out, I woke up on Saturday morning, now 2 days since arriving, feeling pretty awful. I still had no phone connection or way to get in touch with anyone, so I decided to spend the weekend to myself, getting to know where I now called home.
All of a sudden, a super old Lada came from a side alley, drove up, and parked across the footpath in front of us. Two super drunk Russian dudes got out of the car, started shouting and yelling, and got out a bottle of whiskey from the back seat. I was super confused, as everything was happening in Russian, and from what I understood, none of the guys or girls we were with knew who these 2 dudes were, but hey, whatever, they had whiskey. And so, as you do at midnight, in a dark alley in an unknown city, we all got super excited and stood in this big circle drinking these guys' whiskey from the bottle.