Well, on sunday, I got up at about 11 and met my friend Sara for lunch at about 1....as we had no better ideas, we ended up at russkoe bistro...their piroshki with mushrooms are pretty good....we walked around for a while and eventually ended back at my dorm where we hung out and talked. At some point my sometimes-roomate george showed up. I argued with george about religion for a while before he left. In the evening, sara and I decided to go out for indian food...unfortunately, the place listed as the most reasonably priced indian in town was about $20 per dish...so we walked to a chinese place that was supposed to be close....it looked really low quality...for middletown residents, this means tiny portions of sub-fortune wok quality food at triple the price...with a fifth of the selection.....so we ended up at the starlight diner.....The Starlight is a "diner" that was physically imported from the US. The atmosphere is very western....the portions are big, the prices are reasonable, the food is GOOD and the place is staffed by teenagers and 20somethings...all of whom are apparently only allowed to speak english, even though they are all russians....(i spoke in russian to her, yet she persisted in responding only in english) The guys at the next table were obnoxious american journalists...one of whom apparently was a reporter for the NY Times...he kept himself busy telling his friend all about how he almost went bezerk after the challenger explosion....it seems he was covering the story for the times and asked NASA's Information Officer what the temperature at Cape Canaveral was at the time of launch. The response was that that information was classified. The reporter "had to be bodily dragged away by other reporters." As they were leaving, the reporter made a point of explaining that the meal was on the times and that he hadn't actually used his own AmEx card in 17 years. My Western Omlette was really good...as was the vanilla coke.