selectortone
Still waking up not dead in the morning
I was in Moscow in 2001 on business. My abiding memory was the amazing architecture of the Metro and the stark contrast of the many beggars down there.
The driving in Moscow is crazy; four or five lanes and a drag race between lights. And every now and then the traffic clearing for a convoy of blacked out limos.
My hotel was opposite Red Square. Quite a sight that is with St Basils Cathedral in the distance and quite a thrill to be walking past Lenin's tomb and looking up at the viewing platform where all those stony faced apparatchiks reviewed the Victory Day parades.
Never try to out-drink a Russian. Especially if you are making a presentation the next morning.
The driving in Moscow is crazy; four or five lanes and a drag race between lights. And every now and then the traffic clearing for a convoy of blacked out limos.
My hotel was opposite Red Square. Quite a sight that is with St Basils Cathedral in the distance and quite a thrill to be walking past Lenin's tomb and looking up at the viewing platform where all those stony faced apparatchiks reviewed the Victory Day parades.
Never try to out-drink a Russian. Especially if you are making a presentation the next morning.