Ion and his girlfriend just left to go back to Russia- which will make me an only child in this family until next summer. I will miss the constant confusion as to which language is to be spoken to whom at the dinner table and the possibility of a translator for some words here and there when I don’t understand, or visa-versa.
Even though my NPG were mad at Ion last night (and even this morning), it apparently got all settled and NMG cried as her son left, unsure of when the next time will be when they talk or when he will be back home. As she was silently crying, Vasile said nu plins (don’t cry). Like I said before, he is usually indecipherable… but this we all heard as clear as day.