Moscow

Everything has been running pretty smoothly so far. We have managed to navigate the public transport systems, menus at resturants, and the crylic alphabet without any drama. However, last night we made our first booboo. We went to the wrong train station to get our overnight train to Moscow. Doh! To cut a long story short we had to buy new tickets from a very grumpy but extremely helpful ticket lady. Her contradictory beviour typifies the Russian pysche.

We arrived in Moscow this morning a little bleary eyed from our journey, but glad to have made it. We hit Red Square in the afternoon and got a little snap happy. Now Tenae and I have seen some pretty amazing city centres in our time but Moscow is simply breathtaking. Here are a few pics which only go a tiny way towards doing it justice;

St Basil's Catherdal

Here's one of Rich looking Staunched and thinking of Mr Beezlar

It would appear that Richard and I are taking to dressing alike these days, oh the shame!