Painting the town Red ... Moscow - part 2

Well, our night out in Moscow was one to be remembered ... It started well, and we found the recommended Indian restaurant no problem - only to discover it was dry after we'd sat down at our table. We decided to move on. After some searching the locality we ended up in a cellar bar with a nice atmosphere and half decent food menu, but more importantly beer. So we settled down to fajitas and lots of ice cold pints of Staropramen. We'd been there about 30 minutes when we realised most of the rest of the bar was there for a birthday party. If we hadn't realised already we would have around an hour later as the bar filled up and a certain critical mass of alcohol had been reached. Every minute the same girl would shout "hippy birt-day!", then every other minute would come a big shout in Russian and everyone would drink a shot of Vot-ka (see we've been learning Russian too!). This phase lasted around an hour and everyone was getting in very good spirits. Then something we didn't expect. Enter the stripper. Not just the standard UK pub stripper dressed as a police lady - but a very professional young lady indeed, who performed in 3 separate acts (each with it's own stage custume) lasting about 45 minutes overall. Then 2 of the party guests started pole-dancing, at the same time, in what can only be described as a well choreographed girl-on-girl routine. Clearly they we're professionals too. Then everyone else started having a go (including the men), and in case you hadn't guessed the party was in full swing by now. By the time we left to catch the last to catch the last Metro home, the second table full of plates and glasses had just gone over - we figured the party had probably reached it's zenith ...

Next day, and nursing a pair of very sore heads indeed we headed off to Red Square & the Kremlin for some slightly more sedate cultural activity - more photo's from there on my flickr account. Tomorrow we head off on our trans-Mongolian train journey - so it's off to the local shop for a litre or two of that cheap Stoli ......

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Greetings Comrades - Moscow part 1 ...

So, after some time deciphering our Cyrillic Moscow A-Z came the realisation the hotel we'd booked in at was 10km outside the city centre ... by the murderous look of the taxi touts hanging around in the station - the Metro would certainly be our best option. Grand, palatial, ornate, run down and utterly confusing are all expressions that would sum up our first taste of the underground system here. Saturday morning rush hour seemed to be full of people dressed in sixties leather jackets (and sometimes trousers & waistcoasts) generally looking stony faced and malnourished ... Thanks to some masterful translation of our A-to-Z and equally impressive navigation through the Metro by Mel, we finally made it to the right station in the suburbs of Moscow. Our first impressions on exiting consisted of "this can't be right ... can it?" and "why would there be a hotel out here ...?" - we were somewhere between row after row of Soviet apartment blocks, a train junction about the same size as Clapham, hundereds of industrial units and a 12 lane wide main road. Nice. No exaggeration, we had to use the compass on my GPS to find the hotel. In the end despite the outward appearance of some of the buildings we decided that Vladykino was probably a nicer place than our original impressions suggested, and we finally found our hotel on a tree lined street where the helpful staff let us check in at 9am (try doing that in London without paying for an extra night!) ... or perhaps it was our aroma after a night on the train gradually filling reception? After a first day of getting to know Moscow it's beginning to grow on us, London prices at the main sights it may be, but at 35p a Metro ride, 420p (yes there's no pound symbol on this keyboard ..) for a litre of Stoli there are plenty of bargains to add some balance - added to that and Mel's student card is gaining near legendary status for gaining free or discount entry to various museums etc. Sunday and we headed for Moscow Zoo (free for Mel, of course) - now I'm not a big fan of zoo's in general & would much prefer to see animals in the wild, but then again a Siberian Tiger is not one I'm especially likely to come across ... Sunday being the day that winter changed to summer - we we're joined be every Muscovite with a child under 10 years of age, not exactly relaxing but a nice day out all the same. Needless to say, the tiger we'd come to see was in the next to last enclosure, and asleep, but we got a good view anyway.

After catching the Metro back to base we enjoyed the first warm weather of our trip with a 12 rouble (25p) ice-cream against the backdrop of Vladykino's soviet apartment blocks before getting freshened up for a night out on the tiles of Moscow ....

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life on the rails - part 1 ...

So it's goodbye St. Petersburg as we take the first (and shortest) leg of the epic railway journey across Asia - the 8-hour sleeper train Moscow. Sleeper may be not be the best description - jiggling around slipping in and out of consciousness to a constant clackety-clack would probably be more apt. However overall our first taste of Russian railways was pretty good, the train was clean and fairly comfortable - and luckily it wasn't full, so we managed to get a 4-berth compartment to ourselves for the night. The trains seem to run minute perfect here - so we set our alarm for 6am, and after freshening up, ate our breakfast boxes as the scenery changed from a sea of birch to villages vaguely reminiscent of the opening scenes of Borat as we approached the outskirts of Moscow. We'd pre-booked our hotel for Moscow, but somehow we managed to forget to print the directions - so armed with only the postal address and worrying memories of reading "Moscow experiences" we pulled in to the station at 7am, just in time for the Saturday morning rush hour .......

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window on the west ...

Our Saviour on the Blood Cathedral Originally uploaded by markf2006.

St. Petersburg is a city of real contrasts where old meets new Russia with a mixture of slightly crumbly old buildings and neon. The fun started on our journey from the airport, where we avoided the ludicrously priced taxi rank and hopped on a local bus to the outskirts of the city to pick up a cheaper cab to our hotel - sounds easy enough until you factor in the difficulty in translating to Cyrillic for a taxi driver who reads of speaks no English!

So 2 hours after arrival we finally made it to the excellent Art Hotel - a small haven of luxury curiously located in one of the rather run down courtyards to be found off every street in St. Petersburg.

After dinner at a local Serbian Restaurant we were presented with our first suprise of the trip - mints in the form of Wrigley's chewing gum - a practice we would see repeated more than once over the next 3 days.

There are some really strange food combinations here ... baked cauliflower and fish, or how about a cheese roll "boat style" with a fried egg in the middle anyone? Actually in general we're enjoying the Russian food so far - even if it is a little quirky.

Then there's the local characters - like meeting the self billed "only Rasta in St. Petersburg" DJing in a bar opposite the US embassy - not so strange you might think, until you discover he looks something like a cross between Spike Milligan and Ken Bates ...

The Hermitage is even bigger than the Louvre in Paris - despite the fact that the building appears to be crumbling away, the collection of paintings is staggering ... literally rooms full of Gaugin, Picasso etc.

One of the more interesting excursions here was a boat trip through the city straight from the Soviet era .... complete with folding chairs on deck and the most tartan travel rugs you're ever likely to see in one place outside Scotland.

You can see all my photos from St. Petersburg by clicking on photo's in the media section - tonight we set off on the first leg of the Trans-Mongolian train journey across Asia with an overnight sleeper to Moscow.

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Setting off in style ...

Champagne breakfast
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It's Monday morning and we're finally on our way ...

We decided on a celebratory breakfast of Champagne accompanied by smoked salmon and cream cheese bagels to mark the start of our journey (and lets face it, it may be some time before we can commit to such luxuries again)

Everything was going so well .. until Grantham that is, and our train was terminated due to technical problems (sound familiar anyone?). It kind of messed up our plans to meet my pal Sean from LA at Kings Cross - so what followed was a real test of the "haulability" of our new luggage on a sweltering day in London.

After fighting our way through thousands of people returning to the station from a false security alert, we caught a cab to our new meeting point in Islington - finding the pub we'd chosen was unexpectedly closed, we then had a further trek (with luggage) 750m down the road to finally meet Sean at a friends apartment.

After a pleasant lunch with Sean and Nadia where we topped up our alcohol levels once again - we then headed by tube and bus to Brentford to meet Sinead and her new baby Fergus for the first time. After a brief rest, yet another test by public transport took us to Heathrow and at last we arrived at our hotel for the evening.

Tuesday morning - and time for one final breakfast rendezvous at the airport with Mel's friend Paul (who commutes to Heathrow from Northern Ireland) and at last we climb aboard our flight to St. Petersburg - Russia here we come!