On the third day (well, maybe already on the second) taking shower with wet wipes stopped bothering me so much. Dry shampoo turned out to be a total fail. We argued about politics on the eight day. Sometimes the snow piles were so high that pooping on the street was the easiest way to do it. On the sixth day we watched a movie. It was a romantic comedy about a friendship between two women. On the next day we watched a comedy about some gay couple. On the tenth day Staszek asked (for the twentieth time) if anybody has seen his white goggles. Later he just kept asking about his headphones.

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