But, on the contrary, there was something interesting about it too: it felt like a Muslim country: they sell halal meat everywhere and Arab clothing. You can hear Arabic, Turkish, and Person spoken on the street.
If Omsk had shaped my personality, where I received my foundations, then in Amsterdam my worldview was formed, my view of the world as so multicultural, with freedoms, and with an idea of where borders should be.
I learned a lot there, but that education was achieved through destruction, by overcoming myself, overcoming my uncivilized ways. For that I'm grateful to myself, that I didn't waste any time and did everything I needed to do. I signed up for Dutch and studied English there, and in the first year I started going to Arabic and Farsi classes.
So you learned four languages?
What did you like and dislike there?
There's a kind of feeling of being closed-off there, in Holland. I missed real communication, soul to soul. I had a lot of friends in Omsk, in my courtyard, at the university, relatives, hanging out, all of that. What is considered sincerity in our country is more sincere, when you hang out with someone not for the sake of money, not for the sake of prestige, not for the sake of anything, but just for fun. I didn't have that in Holland.