Last weekend I realized I had become a teensy bit more Russified. Kostia and I went to a shopping mall to get some clothes and go to the movies, and I found myself wishing for a coat check (garderob). When I first came to Russia the ubiquitous and often compulsory garderob freaked me out. In a place known for its petty theft, why would I willingly let one of my belongings out of my control? Why couldn’t I just hang my coat on my chair at a restaurant or sit on it at the theater like I did at home? But now I realize that when it’s winter for half the year, you get pretty sick of dragging your coat around with you. Let’s hope that all large shopping malls will soon be equipped with garderobs.