On November 11, I went to a potato festival in a village about 90 minutes north of where I live. The ride to get there was a long and obnoxious process that I talked about Here.
The festival was put together by the organization that one of my fellow volunteers works with. He invited some of us to go check it out. The festival was full of food, wine, the hora (Moldovan dance) and even the Prime Minister made a visit.
After the festival I walked to the center of the village with two other volunteers, John and Shelbi, who live in the larget town about 30 minutes away. Since we weren’t seeing any buses we decided to hitchhike back to Briceni. John and Shelbi live in Briceni and that is where I was hoping to catch my bus back to Riscani. We ended up catching a ride with a young family who was out in the village visiting their extended family. The daughter was also in one of John’s English classes. That night I ended up staying with John and Shelbi since my bus never arrived (somewhat common in Moldova), and Monday morning I made my way back to site.
If you want to see more pictures from the event, check out there official Facebook album here.
O zi buna!