I officially know enough Russian to run frantically to my neighbor’s door (whom I have never met before), tell them I have a big problem because my sink broke, I have a lot of water going everywhere in my bathroom, and ask them if a man was home who knew how to fix things… 

Long story short, there was a man home. He came over straightaway, fought past the powerful spray from the faucet, waded through the inch of water on the floor and was able to close the water pipe that had been rusted shut after many years of not being used.

I’m so happy he wasn’t out planting potatoes like the rest of Ukraine on this fine Labor Day.