My host in Tiraspol had a friend in the capital, Chişinău who offered to host me. The trip there was uneventful. The bus stopped at one point and some border guards came on and checked our passports but did not stamp them. I didn't know it at the time, but I was crossing the "border" from Transnistria.
My new host in Chişinău did not share my old host's opinion that Moldova was part of Russia. "Those crazy guys in Tiraspol think that," he chuckled.
This host was addicted to porn. He seemed to be watching it all the time. I would walk out of his guest room and he would be watching a skin flick on his computer. Not masturbating, just watching it like it was a film. This was weird but I guess there are worse things to be addicted to.
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