ALAS! I FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT!

This whole time of being here in Russia the teachers and I have always had one question constantly on our brains. The question of the water. Yes we know you can't drink it, or you'll get deathly ill. We also know that we have to boil our water because thats the only way it will become somewhat clean. Finally we know that our water is brown, and thats why the thought of taking a nice steamy bath is always dream never a reality. Because the thought of soaking in brown water doesn't seem to be the most ideal thought. The question we always ask is this... "Why is it that the difference between ICE COLD water and SCAULDING HOT water a hair of a turn? Yes You can either have a really hot bath where you'll scream bloody murder, or a really cold bath where you'll pretty much shrivel up and die. Alas the answer came to me last night thanks to my host dad. He proceeded to give evelina a bath just like every other night, but this time we pulled out two large tubs, and filled up our water boiler pitcher up with water. I asked him what he was doing. He told me giving evelina a bath. I was completely and totally confused by this cause I've never seen him do this before. He just laughed and I watched. So evelyn's getting her bath, and I still don't get it. Finally he looked at me kinda a irritated cause of my 20 questions why he was doing what he was doing. He told me "Maggie its cold! There's no hot water." He showed me by turning on the faucet to the cold side followed by the hot side, but when he did this the water turned off. I look quite puzzled I could tell because then he said "They turned off the Hot Water pipe. They're repairing it." So the answer to our question..... they have a hot water pipe and a cold water pipe! You have to turn it just right to get both pipe's going just at the right spot for it to be a perfect temperature! NO WONDER ITS SO DIFFICULT! I felt as if my life suddenly had come together and made sense. Because I have suffered both from a freezing shower and a scaulding shower. I suppose its all in the wrist. Both my parents proceeded to tell me that it happens all the time, and thats one reason why they're moving. Their new apartment has come forth to the 21st century and has a water heater. Well so you can imagine how awkward my shower was this morning. I filled up the red bucket like Oleg did, and then stood it with a washclothe. I pretty much just had a sponge bath. Washing my hair was even more instersting. I had to get out of the tub lean over and with the pot that was provided I dipped it into the water and washed my hair. I got out, and my mom just giggled, and said "Thats probably the most interesting shower you've ever had." I agreed. It was quite an interesting story to add to my collection of Russian memories. Suddenly that saying don't throw the baby out with the bath water made sense. I can't wait to shower in clean water!