Moscow

There I was standing at the Domodedovo airport, a little confused because I could barely understand Russian. I took a local train to Kitay Gorod – tha place where my hostel was located. Hostels are cheap to lodge and possess a very definite advantage – an opportunity to make friends with travelers like you. Somehow I had the map of the metro station and matched the names of the stations with the names being announced in the metro – because I barely understood Russian – the letters were Greek to me! I finally reached my destination and found a couple of guys who were attending the same conference.

Russia is not a place for vegetarians. These guys even eat a horse! I was sitting in the McDonald’s and just gaping at people biting into flesh. A first timer for me was the fact that the sun sets as late as 11 pm in Moscow during summers. So it was a bit unnatural for me when I looked at the clock and found that the sun was still happily smiling. I took some Maggie packets for me from my country and that was food for me. Yes bread and butter too was there.

The next few days I spent lazing around the Kremlin- the Russian Parliament. Right infront lay the man of whom I had only heard from my history teacher – Vladimir Illyitch Lenin. His body had been preserved since his death and there lay his small body in a transparent coffin guarded by really tall soldiers. Adjacent to the Kremlin is the St Basil’s Cathedral which is a postcard image of Russia. The following days I spent roaming around the city, taking a boat ride in the Moskva river and trying to learn a little Russian.

Kremlin

Moskva

Moscow

St Peter's Basilica