The story of my trip around the world to train, teach and compete in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and other grappling arts.

Burlacu, Republic of Moldova. Est. pop. 2000.

Burlacu is the official Middle of Nowhere. Really small village where everybody knows each other. It is freezing cold here.

We are staying with Pascha and Tolea, who Robert used to live with when he worked here for the Peace Corp. The house is pretty spacious but cold as ice.

Last night we went to the bar (yes, there is only one). We had heard that the disco was going to be open, but since there were no girls in the bar that evening, the owners didn’t want to open it. My guess is that the temperature in the bar was around 0 degrees Celsius. The door was kept open, because as they said, if it was closed, how would people know the bar was open.

We tried to warm us with some ridiculously big vodka shots, but didn’t really help. Coldest night out in my life! Interesting nonetheless.

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  1. Dennis

    Kære Christian

    Hvor er det en fin blog. Meget mere nuanceret og farverig end jeg havde forestillet mig. Det er sgu en beundringsværdig tur, du har givet dig ud på.

    Mar 01, 2011 @ 21:22