Inguz is actually an interpreter. Most commonly I translate technical, economic or legal texts, and I’ve been doing it for quite a long time and not only in "Velesstroy." And it's not surprising - a technical translator gets much more than a translator of romance novels or children's books.
On June 20, Inguz returned from a three-week business trip which actually lasted for two months. All this time I was at construction site of Amur Gas Processing Plant somewhere on the border with China. Alas, according to the terms of the contract, there is very little that can be told about the plant and companies engaged in its construction, but I can say a lot about people and situations.
To say that I did not want to go to Amur is an understatement. I hated the very idea of going there. Living near my beloved Domik, on April 23, I had to cross the whole Moscow to reach huge unknown Sharik (Domodedovo and Sheremetyevo airports respectively). Having sat down by the farthest gate, I soon noticed a company of young Serbs. “Must be going to Amur as well," I thought and continued talking on the phone, seeking support from my mother, then from my father, then from Valya. Incertainty and six hours of flight - that was my destiny. I was lucky to be sitting alone in three seats, so I safely hit the sack and was sleeping for almost all 6 hours. During that long flight, attendants entertained us as best as they could: "Apple, orange, tomato juice, bitterly cold water, what do you want, what does your soul crave for?" Then it turned out that we flew to airport Koltsovo (Yekaterinburg) - one cabin crew member talked nonsense. We landed, as planned, in Ignatyevo airport in Blagoveshchensk, where we were all loaded into bus to the city itself and then to camp. We did not yet know that this bus (veliki bus - in Serbian) will become our everyday companion. In one shopping center, we bought food and SIM-cards, and, at the roadside café, I personally bought birch sap that I had not drunk for quite a while.
September has already come. The air smells like autumn. Leaves turn yellow, children go back to school and nature prepares to sleep. I feel like making some delicious tea, sit on the sofa and start counting chicks. Or make plans for the future. And it's even better when our trusty friends break this autumn homemade equinox and we go for a walk around Moscow together. This time we met music festival of military orchestras "Spasskaya Tower", and it's better to see or hear than to read about it. And here come Scots...
It’s been a while since we last published any info about Olga’s scientific works. This spring the 10th issue of “Footpath” magazine came out of press. This is a scientific magazine about contemporary British literature and of using it as a material for literature or language studies. The issue was prepared with financial support of Oxford Russia Fund.