Yesterday was a big day for me, not only did I get to go sight-seeing, but I also got to meet all of the other interns and a few of the Language Link teachers. Being around other people that speak English and that are in the same boat as me, was a huge boost to me and made me feel much better about my situation...more importantly it alleviated some of my home sickness. It makes me excited to start training tomorrow, so I can A) have something to do and B) Not being alone in the apartment all day.
Before I get into talking about how awesome Red Square is, and how party crazy Moscow is. I finally went grocery shopping. I'd been putting it off for 3 days, and tonight I finally manned up and went to the supermarket, frankly grocery shopping deserves its own post but I don't want to write two posts today. Moral of the story: I'm thrilled that Russia has a taste for Nestle and Dannon. They have all sorts of Nesquik things, such as cereal (which I bought), chocolate dipped blonde sandwich cookies, and ice cream. Dannon of course is all yogurt, but there are some neat flavors like chocolate coconut, and some weird other ones, but it made buying yogurt easy. I bought a small loaf of bread for 18 rubles, which is basically 65 cents. It's easily some of the best tasting bread I've ever had. The milk however comes in cardboard boxes that are just stacked in the middle of the aisle. Oh and I bought a Pepsi, that was probably the highlight of my day, having something that "American" just totally did it for me.
Alright, Red Square: Two other interns and I met at Plushad Revolutsii, which is a ridiculous station, it's filled with all of these awesome bronze statues:
I think there's something like 32 statues, but only 8 different types, there's a lot of repeats. The metro in Moscow is really a work of art, I'll put all of my pictures on Facebook from Red Square and Revolutsii.
Well I put all of the pictures on Facebook for you lovely individuals to enjoy.
So Saturday with all of the Interns we went to a "cafeteria style restaurant", and I went again today for lunch...fail. For $10 I'd expect to the food to at least be better than Micky D's. When we left the restaurant today after lunch we ran into some interns that had gotten these awesome sandwiches from a street car for 25 Rubles...less than a dollar.
Back to Saturday though, after 5 hours at Vokzal we all went to an apartment to continue festivizing til about 4am. At 4am, it was decided that the plan of action should be to go clubbing. So what do you do in Moscow, when the Metro is closed and you want to go somewhere? Take a Gypsy cab. I couldn't get any pictures of it, but let me assure you, it was as sketchy as you'd believe. The 18 of us took a caravan of Gypsy cabs across the city for the lump some of about $3.50/person, or $14/cab. To those of you who don't know what a Gypsy cab is, it's just a regular guy who picks people up, and for a negotiated price drives you somewhere. The "cab we were in must've been 30 years old, with not seat belts in the back. I wasn't overly worried until I noticed the driver buckled up...when a Russian where's a seat belt, you know it's bad news. It wasn't though, we arrived at the club as a group, and hung out there until last call, which in Russia is about 6:30 when the Militzia come in.
I had had huge plans for being a tourist on Sunday, and seeing the Redbull Flugtag, but getting home at 7:30 killed that dream. I think all of us that went out slept until 5. I'm glad for the first time ever that last call in Portland is at 12:45.
Before I get into talking about how awesome Red Square is, and how party crazy Moscow is. I finally went grocery shopping. I'd been putting it off for 3 days, and tonight I finally manned up and went to the supermarket, frankly grocery shopping deserves its own post but I don't want to write two posts today. Moral of the story: I'm thrilled that Russia has a taste for Nestle and Dannon. They have all sorts of Nesquik things, such as cereal (which I bought), chocolate dipped blonde sandwich cookies, and ice cream. Dannon of course is all yogurt, but there are some neat flavors like chocolate coconut, and some weird other ones, but it made buying yogurt easy. I bought a small loaf of bread for 18 rubles, which is basically 65 cents. It's easily some of the best tasting bread I've ever had. The milk however comes in cardboard boxes that are just stacked in the middle of the aisle. Oh and I bought a Pepsi, that was probably the highlight of my day, having something that "American" just totally did it for me.
Alright, Red Square: Two other interns and I met at Plushad Revolutsii, which is a ridiculous station, it's filled with all of these awesome bronze statues:
whenever people walked by the dogs, they would rub its nose...
Well I put all of the pictures on Facebook for you lovely individuals to enjoy.
So Saturday with all of the Interns we went to a "cafeteria style restaurant", and I went again today for lunch...fail. For $10 I'd expect to the food to at least be better than Micky D's. When we left the restaurant today after lunch we ran into some interns that had gotten these awesome sandwiches from a street car for 25 Rubles...less than a dollar.
Back to Saturday though, after 5 hours at Vokzal we all went to an apartment to continue festivizing til about 4am. At 4am, it was decided that the plan of action should be to go clubbing. So what do you do in Moscow, when the Metro is closed and you want to go somewhere? Take a Gypsy cab. I couldn't get any pictures of it, but let me assure you, it was as sketchy as you'd believe. The 18 of us took a caravan of Gypsy cabs across the city for the lump some of about $3.50/person, or $14/cab. To those of you who don't know what a Gypsy cab is, it's just a regular guy who picks people up, and for a negotiated price drives you somewhere. The "cab we were in must've been 30 years old, with not seat belts in the back. I wasn't overly worried until I noticed the driver buckled up...when a Russian where's a seat belt, you know it's bad news. It wasn't though, we arrived at the club as a group, and hung out there until last call, which in Russia is about 6:30 when the Militzia come in.
I had had huge plans for being a tourist on Sunday, and seeing the Redbull Flugtag, but getting home at 7:30 killed that dream. I think all of us that went out slept until 5. I'm glad for the first time ever that last call in Portland is at 12:45.
old port could learn a thing or two
ReplyDeleteYeah... until you've met a 7am last call, you can't appreciate how nice it is to be told at 1 or 2, "Go Home!"
ReplyDeleteBasically Fromz is going to live off Yogurt and Pepsi, solid.
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