We woke up to rapid knocking on our door. Vladimir stood outside. “Moskva.”, he said gruffly and I looked at the time. 4:30am. What in the…? We had an hour and a half before we were scheduled to pull into the city. Our sheets were pulled out from under us as Natasha and Vladimir rushed to get as much cleaning done as possible. They couldn’t even wait until the passengers were off the train. Thanks for the first class service, guys.
Moscow: One of the biggest cities in the world – boasting a population of 12 million – and the wealthiest city in Russia. Compared to Tokyo and New York City, the people are spread out a bit more, but it is still a fast-paced and money-driven city. As many others have said before, Moscow is the most “Russian” big city in Russia. The people are stoic, there is a heavy police and military presence everywhere you go, and the all-business, ever-symmetrical Soviet-era buildings add to the tense ambiance.
We braved the Moscow subway system to get to our hotel, and the subway is what this post will be about. Seriously, there is nothing else that really interested me about the city besides the unexpected beauty of the Moscow subway stations. The Red Square. Different, but it kind of sucked because there was a huge Euro Pop concert being set up while we were there, and euro dance music being blasted in our ears really spoiled the mood.