Not too much happened today.
Today you will discover why i was named Allison Inappropriate Roe, so mother please look away, and well...anybody else with a knowledge of social etiquette. The Russian's believe that if a woman sat on the ground during the Russian winter that her ovaries would freeze. Well, then i can't even imagine what they would say if they heard of a woman pulling down her pants on a frozen river, under a bridge, in broad daylight.
One can not hold their pee forever! With the combination of the cold and anxiety of walking on frozen water the need just became excruciating! I knew that i would not make it to land, so i knew there was just one thing to do...pee on a frozen river. Testing the ice as i took each step, I waddled underneath the bridge. If i was going to do this i must at least protect my own dignity, but also have the courtesy (that i even dare to use this word right now is beyond me) to not scar the eyes of the innocent strolling pedestrians.
Now i have peed many a time in the wilderness, girls camp saw very well to that, but i have never felt this amount of fear as well as a thrilling sense of adventure than at a time as this. Surprisingly, it wasn't too cold! Needless to say why, and with every second that passed i feared that i would fall through the ice where i stood! But in the end, when all was done, i waddled back to land, and i can assure you and all of Russia......i still have my ovaries.
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