The Armory

This weekend, we finally made our way up to the Kremlin Armory. We didn't go into the square, but are planning to go back and take pictures of the outside (you're not allowed to take pictures inside the buildings, so those of you waiting for a picture of Mr. Lenin are out of gas). About the stuff inside, everything is obviously ostentatious and bedazzled, this is Russia. However, what shocked me the most were not the insane thrones, or Peter the Great's crazy baby crib.. no. It was the carriages. OH MY GOD THE CARRIAGES. People think that they have pimp cars now, But these babies would put any would be pimp to shame. Seriously. I was really taken a back by all the amazing craftsmanship. WOW. This is my favorite one (I found the picture online):


It looks great, but the picture really doesn't even do it an iota of justice. Gah. SICK! Anyway, we really need to go back, and then I'll share those oh-so expected St. Basil pictures. We're also planning to start planning our trek to St. Petersburg -Awesomeness... (yes we plan to plan here, so what?)

Another thing I must comment on because it is really rad (ish) is: Russian Security Guards. Russia has the awesomest security guards ever. These guys do not wear fake mall cop outfits that inspire ridicule from passers by like back home, no. These guys all wear... SUITS. Yes folks. Suits, all of them. I believe, that this is a stroke of genius. Seriously. There is nothing more intimidating than a completely stone-faced well-dressed man hovering around the door/produce isle to keep people in check. No guns or other odd accouterments necessary. These guys look like they can fuck someone up with just a glance. Awesome.

I'm also kind of missing the U.S. mostly, I miss being able to over hear conversations and to just get my point across without any wild hand gestures. God I miss that. Oh, and my hair dryer and hair iron. I really miss them, a lot.