Irkutsk, Russia
It was time to leave our "soundproofed apartment". We packed our bags, but my washing wasnt dry so i hung it on a bench outside and we sunbathed for a while. A little old lady came over (why are old ladies always little? i'll ask my nan next time i skype) she spoke to me in Russian and i told her i didnt understand, she pointed at my washing and told me to follow her, i thought she was telling me off for having my washing splayed across the entrance of the hostel...