Whenever I hear the word "Moscow," the only thing that pops into my mind is this song:
(If you really need to know, this is Dschinghis Khan, a German pop group circa 1979 with this only hit, "Moskau." This video still cracks me up to this day!)
N, the roomie and I hopped on Russia's high-speed train and plowed our way into Moscow early at 6am. When we arrived 4 hours later into the chaos that was the train station, I found myself being welcome with the blaring sounds of "Hymn to the Great City" as I got off. It was all a bit overwhelming. With our bags, we traversed through the metro stations, all written in Russian Cyrillic.
The longer we were in Moscow, the more I realized how mad and chaotic the city really was and now much more I appreciated Saint Petersburg more. We saw the Kremlin, the Red Square but failed on our attempt to see Lenin. Apparently, an ice skating rink was more important than displaying the guy who came up with communist theory in which the USSR was based on. But I digress... I was happy to see Moscow, but I couldn't wait to get out.
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