An overnight train brought us to Moscow, where we joined another 110 international students from a few Universities in Finland. We walked out of the train station and it was surreal; Russians buzzing about not afraid to grab the wallet in your pocket, the distinct Russian architecture tantalizing your eyes and the Russian alphabet screaming, "You're not in Finland any longer." We jumped on buses and began a day of city tours. First, the RED SQUARE, with the Kremlin walls beckoning one side of the square, the dazzling and colorful St. Basil's Cathedral at one end, Lenin's tomb and
the sassy and upscale mall occupying the Gosudarstvenny Unive
rsalny Magazin (GUM) on the northeast side of the square. It was a fusion of incongruous values, yet stunning architecture right in one big square. You could see the wax like-figurine of Lenin's body rolling in his grave as wealthy Russian's throw down big roubles to purchase the latest fashion at Paul Smith & Dior and satiate their voracity with the golden arches of capitalism, McDonald's.
We spent a good amount of time in the Red Square (see pics) and then we wondered safely to the Ulitsa Arbat street, a pedestrian mall lined with cafes, souvenir stands and buskers. We were lucky enough to see the April Fool's Day Parade where heaps of Russian's blow bubbles and parade
through the streets (see video).Another highlight, the Moscow Circus full
orchestra. Honestly, the acts with the lions, bears and horses were cruel but the acrobats and orchestra were quite entertaining. Outside the circus ring, the exhibition hallway is home to doped and sedated animals where sleazy Russian's charge a load of roubles to take a picture with the animal (see video).2 days in Moscow and now the overnight train to St. Petersburg...














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ere were heroing stories of rock-climbing, 7.2 earthquakes, crossing avalanche slopes and being caught in storms on hiking trails (notice mother nature, that diva, had her hand in all of those stories). Then, my dear friend from Ethiopia put real perspective into our conversation and said..."I have been in war and I have watched people die." He continued to tell us that there was a civil war in his town and he and his father had to protect the family.
Dog-sledding safari & overnight lappish hut adventure...like nothing I have ever experienced!








e hotel is a cool -5/-8C (17-23F ) and guests prance around in these HOT one piecers that LA designers would die for. You stay in special arctic sleeping bags...but I just can't imagine when your bladder wakes you up at 4 a.m. and you must get out of your warm cocoon to walk to the bathroom (that is located through a set of reindeer fur doors). No thank you! Did we stay? No, we decided to go dog-sledding instead!





