The trip from Riga to Moskva was a little adventure in it self. Entering the Bus I ask the stewardess „Do you speak English?“, and got a very unambiguous answer „Njet“. „German?“ the stewardess started laughing „Njet, ruski i polski“. So much about help at the boarder. However, except from waiting in a saunaous bus and very angry looking (okay it was 1 am) officers, we didn’t had any issues. In Moskva we took the Metro to our Hostel, which was surprisingly straight forward (Copenhagen should take it as example for easier ticket system. 1€ each ride and that’s it).

Taking the Metro is easy, fast, cheap, and an architectural sight.

Anyway, I have to admit being able to read Cyrillic comes in quite handy in this country and provides quit some amusement as well. A visit to Мак Дональдс and seeing the offer for Хеппи мил real made my day (mak donalds, Cheppi mil).

Moskva, I really have to say that is a very beautiful city. Architecture, also aside from St. Basil is amazing.

Red Square, home to the Kreml, St. Basil and the GUM.

The walls of Kreml, protecting Putin from the „real“ World.

A 20 m high monument just standing around somewhere.

It’s clean, you feel pretty safe, and people relaxed. We visited Gorki Park Monday evening and I can’t really compare societal relaxing after a work day to something I saw in Germay or Denmark. Only weird, you don’t really see many kids around in the city.

Tom is wolfing down an eskimo, that became our favourite calorie intake in the 30 degrees hot Moskva.

Moskovian enjoying the wet refreshment arising in Gorki Park.

People training some artistic tricks at the shores of the Moskva.

Dancing in Gorki Park is quite popular.

Krasnaja Moskva (true for the city and the river).

Some people found a pretty good spot to watch the sunset, just the policemen didn’t like it that much.

An impressive episode happened during our last night in Moskva. We got woken by the turkish traveler in our B&B, telling us the there is a lot of water in the bathroom. And there was a lot of water coming from the roof. I went to ring at the person living up the stairs and tried my usually approach „Do you speak english?“. I got some kind of russian answer, so I tried to explain what is going on in russian and failed completely, so the lady hung up. There was obviously no water in her apartment and she neither tried to drown herself. So we called the landlord, but he did not lived around the corner and asked us, whether we could try the neighbour again. So I tried to explain the by now very angry lady, that it is an emergency. Either she couldn’t or she didn’t want to understand me. I run further up the stairs and found a very helpful bear like guy, neither speaking english. He followed me in the B&B, looked at the water and picked out his phone. After a while he disappeared out of the front door and was never seen again. A bit helpless we continued waiting and the running water didn’t actually eased my longing for a bathroom. Finally our landlord appeared and after another half an hour some craftsman came and fixed the broken pipe. Next day at 9 am everything was working again. Pretty impressive.

Even though Moskva is expensive, you can find nice and reasonable priced places to try the local food. Cool kulinara, liked it a lot.

The way to safely cross the street is to undermine the street. Anyway also a good spot to listen to some good classical music an do any kind of shopping.

One thing, that definitely is not limited in Moskva is power. The whole city is enlighten and enlightening during the night.