Last Sunday, we met up in the capital for a mean match of ultimate frisbee with the Moldovan ultimate frisbee team, the “Flying Mamaligas.” (Mamaliga is actually a traditional food here, similar to polenta.) Apparently some Peace Corps volunteers taught some Moldovans how to play ultimate frisbee about five years ago, and the Moldovans formed a team and have been playing ever since. (I guess some volunteers also taught them beer pong, and they loved it, something I find quite amusing.) But these Moldovans practice three times a week, and, no joke, they are quite good. They basically killed us. I mean, don’t get me wrong, we put up a good fight. But let’s face it. These guys are professionals.
All in all, we had a great time. And afterwards we hung out with some of the team, most of whom speak English quite well. It was a good night.