First Sunday

After staying up until 2am carving keys I slept in until 11. I am enjoying creating my own schedule- I decide when to sleep and when to wake up. I eat if I get hungry- otherwise I don't, or maybe I’ll just drink a glass of kefir & move on. This morning I was out of milk & so I went to the store-, which is open on Sundays until 3pm. As I entered, a man that was exiting spoke to me- I kind of just nodded my head & smiled- what else could I do? It was the same shopkeeper, who recognized me & gave a slight smile. This time around I felt a little more confident about picking out my groceries. I bought milk & splurged on some honey for 44 eeks (& just for the record the currency is the Estonian krona & it is not pronounced "eek" as in I saw a mouse.)
I decided to buy the last two bars of soviet soap, which I am sure raised some curiosity in the shopkeeper- as it is the lowest grade cheapest soap they carry. The guy in front of me despite being Sunday & barely noon was already drunk and buying yet more beer, he was trying to engage in a conversation with me & he seemed a little disconcerted that I was not responding whatsoever. I sniffled a bit from my runny nose & he started to imitate me in attempts to have some sort of interaction even without words. I could tell that that the shopkeeper was a bit embarrassed and was trying to expedite the transaction with him as he searched his pockets for change & ended up handing her a credit card. On my way out he politely held the door for me & said "bitteschon" -assuming I was German.
Estonian word of the day: "Head odd" meaning Good night.