The cow flies at midnight.
Ah but the moon is in the sky.
We must be in a spy movie. That’s what it felt like last night on the trans-siberian express. We were certain that there was at least one former KGB assassin on board. We could tell by their black polo neck jumpers and beards.
We were joined in our cabin by a famous Russian newsreader. She insisted she wasn’t that famous but we got her autograph just in case. Mike was preparing to PR her right until he realised she focused on cultural stories only. The train was quite noisy and so we didn’t get much sleep. Definately going to invest in a pair of earplugs for the return journey.
Before catching the train we were priviledged to go and watch a Russian circus. We even got to go backstage. The acts were amazing including the diablo and girls flying through the air. We were hoping the lions would turn on their tamer but the show was still impressive.
We’ve just arrived at the Crazy Duck where we’ll be spending the next week as we explore St Petersburg. Thanks to Scott’s superior map reading skills we found it without any problem. It’s a really nice place and is luxury compared to the hostel in Moscow.
We’re off to wander the streets and find a cafe for breakfast. Thankfully we’re starting to understand the Cryllic alphabet so we now know ‘cafe’, ‘bar’, ‘restaurant’ and ‘Macdonalds’. We should be fluent in a week!
