Despite my constant, yet not very forceful attempts at avoiding germs, I have become sick. I think I caught it on the overnight train from St. Petersburg to Moscow. My bunk mate (above me) was disgustingly sick and coughed all over the place. I can just imagine the shower of germs I was subjected to during my sleep.
I hate that guy.
Moscow vs. St. Petersburg: St. Pete wins without even stepping into the ring. It’s like that. Lots of things to see. Lots of stuff to do. I'd say you need about a good 7 days in st. pete to see the over-all "tourist" stuff, and then a few more days to go under the covers. It's cool. Very cool.
We really really loved that town, the only issue were the icicles. The weather is getting a little warmer (30F instead of -9F) and shit is starting to melt. The streets are filled with people running from building to building looking up trying to avoid the death from above. Funny but frightening.
Here's a pic. The rest are on flickr.
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