Journey to The Motherland
I was recently at a conference in Moscow, the heart of the Russian Motherland. Moscow, albeit heavily influenced by the Western world, is a very unique and fascinating city, and its people appeared to me surprisingly humorous and refreshingly honest. It was a cool experience.
It didn’t take long before a few things occurred to me, however:- there are a lot of cab drivers in Moscow who really want to drive somewhere with you
- traffic laws; there aren’t any
- travel lanes; why thank you, yes, I think I’ll take eight
- Russians really enjoy the consumption of vodka
- it is considered impolite to sit out on rounds when drinking said vodka
- there are at least 15 ways to say “Cheers” in Russian
- I am holding off on vodka for a little while
What really fascinated me about Moscow was some of its architecture. Neglecting the obligatory Red Square:
Oh look, they have IKEA t–waiiiiiit a minute
I miss you, Dune
We humbly greet our extraterrestrial overlords
I’m not entirely sure what this is
As for the quality, cell phone camera in a moving car: no, no, no.