The Paradox of the Hairless Homo Sapiens

On our third day of rainy weather, we finally got to stay dry. No cold
water wading or swimming today. We analyzed data from our fieldwork
and prepared presentations for our classmates, professors, and three
visiting Ph.D. students from the Irkutsk State University Limnological
Institute.
Unfortunately just before lunch we had to say goodbye to Vitya, one of
our translators. It's okay though: he's promised to follow us all on
Instagram. Vitya has been succeeded by Dima, a young but brave soul
who has been a good sport about being interrogated by 12 Wellesley
Women.
After lunch we presented our preliminary research findings to the
Russian grad students and then said goodbye to them as well. We worked
off the academic exhaustion with a trip to the kiosk in Bol'shie Koty,
followed by a Canadian documentary about the migration of early
Siberians to America. The documentary's special effects were
objectively horrible, but we had a great time heckling the angsty
narrator.
Yours in squad formation,
Zoe and Evan