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However, you should have seen their faces when I explained that my train was 3 hours ago.
To be fair, they sorted everything out.
I got a new ticket for the next express train at 1.45pm.
And the courier was on his way back to the office.
30 minutes later, I had my train ticket to St Petersburg and also my Trans Siberian Railway tickets.
I'm all ready to ...
36 Hours, One Bus, Two Planes and a short car ride later and we were finally walking through the doors of Katerina's apartment in Moscow.
I don't think I could ever be more grateful that we were staying with Katerina's mum then when she made us a delicious breakfast of (Insert Russian word here): A wonderfully fried ball of sugar, flour, egg, and творо ...
... a couch in the lobby. I opt instead to hop a Metro to Red Square. I make it to the famous Red Square, walk around the general city center area, pop some photos, and then go on a a look for some food. Here is the real outer space experience. I rarely get intimidated in foreign places, but I couldn't seem to get the nerve together to order food and drink. I pulled a few walk in and walk out/look like ...
... useful ice breaker. Across the day we learned that he is a helicopter engineer who flys around the world a lot for work, and is currently on his way home to see his two kids. We also learned that every time the train stops at a station, he buys an ice cream. That day we crossed two timezones and gained an extra 3 hours in the day, which meant that by 6.30pm we were ravished, and strangely enough the long day makes remembering when things happened quite difficult - things that happened ...
“Divvy”, she cried. “You’ve only tried to read the Play Station logo!!”.
We reached the ticket machine for the airport express train with my pride still hurting. The instructions were multi-lingual including, thank God, English. However, we seemed to have chosen a temperamental machine, as it didn’t want to take my money. It kept spitting it back out. I spent a good 10 minutes grappling with this; probably ...