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So I am not in Arcadia now.
Not quite. Tailand is _absolutely_ fantastic country - palms, fruits, aborigens and all that. But: I was myself. I was myself in every single step: on the 4th day I've fell down on the beach stones so now I'm sitting in veeeery funny armhair , I cannot get out of the hotel walls >__<
Please please all my Orthodox and Catholic friends pray for me, my foot is injured.
Can't imagine how I'll fly to Domodedovo and then to home O__O