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The place we were staying at was the G & R Asia hostel situated in the Moscow equivalent of Ballymun (only messing Mum) but Liam reckoned we'd be alright. He produced a maglight which he assured me was powerful enough to scare off any would-be assailants and rabid dogs. Hmmm. Our overall impression of Moscow was that after you'd seen the main sights mentioned above there wasn't a whole lot else to do. We did have an excellent dinner with Susanne (in my case a friend of a friend of a friend and in Liam's just a friend of a friend) and take a visit the Sculpture Park where all the removed and torn down statues of Stalin, Lenin and Krushchev were placed. Liam did wonder however what role Pinocchio had played in Russian politics. Check out pic DSCN0419 here. After saying our goodbyes to Mother Moscow we boarded the Trans-Siberian Express to Vladivostock. We planned to get off a little over halfway into the journey in a pretty popular stopover point called Irkutsk. Sharing our 4 bed carriage was Sergi, a body builder from a town just south of Moscow. A great lad and great biceps to boot. Despite the language difficulties we played cards (Texas Poker), answered a clue or two of a Russian crossword, unknowingly drank some cough medicine and blessed his ears with an Irish ballad on the pennywhistle. The provodnik (male attendant) on the train took Liam under his wing, even going so far as giving him his coat to wear and gifting him a lapel broach which Liam has proudly been sporting ever since. You may be able to spot it on his Sauze D'Oulx top if you look carefully. Liam returned the kindness by giving him a model red Coca-Cola truck. Incidentally the juice carton which Liam refers to on his page was placed neatly on a pile of pre-existing rubbish. I don't consider that littering, just being neat. As usual email any tips/suggestions/comments/junkmail to Dec |
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