Getting to Moscow was a true journey.
I was in Berlin for a week and took a flight with my friend Cata to Moscow.
Cata and I had both passports EU and Chilean and that raised tons of doubts with the people from customs. They where the meanest and we where truly nervous. In the plane a baby cried all the way to Moscow and once we got to customs, an agent yelled at me in Russian and took my passport to the back to check stuff -weird- I was about to faint when she came back with the scariest face and said: something in Russian... and OK at the end. It was about 3 a.m. by now.
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| This is Cata |
The ticket office for the train to Moscow was closed and we had to wait in line for them to open under a cascade of freezing A/C. At 6am we could buy the ticket and get on the train and while Cata and Juan Pablo catch up I slept my way and my mood.
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| MOCKBA |
