The train ride there wasn't terrible, actually. It could be because I am used to traveling through the night. I don't have to remind you guys of my night rides in Asia. I had some doosies. This one was pretty standard. We arrived in Moscow around 6 AM. So the butt crack of dawn. Fun fact about Moscow...their metro system is Tom-Cruise-Crazy. St. Petersburg's system is very efficient and organized. Here's what Moscow's looks like:
It just don't make no sense. But I am proud to say we did a pretty good job of getting around. We stayed at a hostel, as per usual. I love hostels. They just have such a chill vibe about them. They may be dingy, but it's a comforting dingy. You just have to laugh at all the...questionable things that go on at hostels, even the blood stain on my pillow. That was a real nice touch. There was one thing that was peculiar about this hostel. All the tenants were old. Like...60's, 70's old. Kudos for them for traveling at their age. But it wasn't just like a few couples here and there. We were in the lobby waiting to check in and I was witnessing the equivalent to a clown car. The old train just kept a comin. I thought it would never end. One lady after another coming out of the room. You can only imagine what kind of wild parties went on there....it was hoppin way into the night, at least 7:00 PM! I don't know how they do it! The best part of our hostel were the bunk beds. It reminded me of good times. Shout out to Kaitlen Jensen. I hope you are reading this. You are my Bunk Mate Forever. It was weird not having you drop your lap top cord and scaring me out of my wits. You were missed. But I guess Syd made a pretty good bunk mate too ;)
Moscow had some pretty sweet stuff to see. I wanted to open my eyes wider so I could soak more in.
We saw...
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| St. Basil's. You may recognize this as the cathedral "It's a Small World" was modeled after |
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| Red Square |
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| State Museum |
This is just a glimpse of the gems that are in Moscow. The best way to describe is to imagine what Christmas Town would look like....and that is Moscow.
Me, Syd, Court, and Ty thought it would be fun to go see a movie. We googled movie theaters that played English movies. We found one and got all excited. We went on the metro, walked quite a ways, just searching for this theater. We finally found it (keep in mind I LOVE movies. I was pretty stoked to finally sit in a theater). As we are buying our tickets we asked several times if the movie was in English. The lady kept saying yes. Excitement rising. We get our popcorn, get in our sits, wait for it to start.....aaaaandddddddd.....it was in Russiannnn!! Yaaayyyy.....should have seen that one coming. I actually understood a few words here and there. "Thank you" "Who's this?" "I'm Speaking" and "Godzilla." I guess it could have been the Russian word for "How are you...." but....I'm going to go with Godzilla. It made the plot much more interesting. But then it was a bummer because the whole time I was waiting for Godzilla to show up. Dis.A.Ppointed.
One of the days we had the pleasure of going to the famous Kremlin (contrary to popular belief *cough cough Courtney,* it was not blown up). While waiting in line for tickets, we were just chatting away. We must be loud or something (pfff like I believe that. I am the quietest person I know) because a couple turned around and said "You speak English? Can you help us?" We were trying to figure out what part of the Kremlin was open that day. We gradually attracted more and more people. The next thing I know we are completely encompassed by English speakers. It was like I had done Liono's call in Thundercats. "Thundercats....HOOOOO!!" And they crawled out of the depths of the sewers and joined their master. I don't know why all of sudden all these English speakers turned into sewage trolls...they just did.
To leave Moscow with a bang, I ate Thai food. It was my home away from home. And boy, was it goooo'ooood! Oh Thai food, how I have missed you. I don't think I broke eye contact with my meal. It was like a starring contest. I left planet Earth for a moment and went straight to Marci World for the duration of my meal (for those of you who know me well enough to know what Marci World is, congratulations. If you don't know what it is, you are truly missing out). Me eating that meal was comparable to Bill Murry in What About Bob. Only I didn't eat as annoying as him, because I grew up with manners...and a dad who would have drop kicked me out the window if I ate like that. Thanks dad! Back to Thai food....you should all know by now I have ADD. It was a fabulous way to end the vacation. And to top it all off to make it even more awesome....I saw this:
Bet you were wondering how I was going to tie in the song title. There you have it. A Yellow Submarine car. What more could you want in life?
Our train from Moscow left at 9:30. This train wasn't terrible either...other than one tiny little thing. Our compartment smelt like I crawled inside of a butt hole. It was the kind of smell that literally burns your nostrils. My bunk mate....what a guy...next time dude, maybe not fart out a dead animal. Thanks. But after my sense of smell was melted away by that stench, I was able to fall asleep. We arrived back in St. Pete around 5:30 AM. Home sweet Home :) It is good to be back. St. Petersburg has been treating me well. And the people here are splendid. There isn't any where I would rather be right now (except maybe Hogwarts. I would leave everything for Hogwarts). So thanks to all for your love and support. I appreciate it every day! I haven't forgotten about any of you. And with that....Peace and Love :)
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