Moscow… What a fucking city.

For a Contemporary History bachelor this is somewhat of an orgasm, the senses explode, it is too much to take it all in, mostly when you are straight awake for 30 hours. That adds up to the confusion and awe of being in one of the most world famous cities. But still what an incredible place!!

It is easy to forget that Moscow is the capital of Russia, of the East, it is the place of Tsars and Red Stars, never fully European, never fully Oriental, it is the samewhat middle ground that breeds a fascinating amalgama of a society.

My first reaction when I got on the train was very simple: what a bunch of pricks. I mean Russians don’t really like to do you favors and the less you disturb them, the better they are. They don’t care about you, actually they don’t care about anyone else besides themselves. People don’t hold the door for the one behind them, they never say “spassiva” when the waiter hands them the order, they drive like maniacs and I never saw one Russian eager to help another. But of course, this is also a generalization.

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