Greetings, Brigade!
Coming to you from wonderful St. Petersburg, Russia, I am sad to say that I am coming to you alone, as my two travelling partners, Misters Phillips and Vanderwert, have moved on to their own short adventures before returning to lovely Melbourne. It's been less than 48 hours since they both left, and already I'm pining for moments like these:
... and many more that would be unreasonable to attempt to relate here and now, as I only have a limited amount of time to write and you only have a certain amount of time to read. The message here is, I'm traveling solo now and I miss my friends but everything is going to be okay.
And so, when we left off last time I was saying "hello" from Moscow,
which is a pretty incredible place. It's an absolutely massive city, meaning nothing about it is small. The streets, the buildings, the rivers, the high heels, the statues, nothing.
We spent only a few days in Moscow because, despite it's massiveness, it's a relatively difficult place to get wrapped up in. In some places we've found ourselves in situations where we've met locals, gone to places we've really enjoyed, and found the days to pass us by quickly. Beijing would be an example of this, or Na Trang in Vietnam. But Moscow felt more like a place to take pictures, get lost, take more pictures, stumble upon Wedding Central, and take a few pictures.
The best I could gather was that every new married couple comes her to do a symbolic gesture of their love and caring for their new spouse by putting a lock on one of the many metal "trees" on this bridge. It was weird and a lot of fun.
There were a lot of really cool churches around, though St. Basil blew them all away (see above). However, many of them have drummer priests that drop fatty bell beats at certain points throughout the day. It's quite a sight to see and listen to. I don't know if the photo really relates what is going on, but he's up in a tower jamming with his bells.
But by far the best part of Moscow is Gorky Park, which is probably the coolest park I've ever been to. In fact, I don't think it's even close. It's got everything, like pinwheel fields,
rollerblading skills practice and rental. In fact, the presence of so many rollerbladers in Moscow is overwhelming, and one of the more endearing aspects of Russia in general to this point.
And, oh wait, what is Jake standing under in Gorky Park?
A spaceship! Oh me oh my, Gorky Park! This is in addition to peddleboats in the lake, a sand volleyball area, basketball, bowls, outdoor cinema, salsa dancing, a wading pool fountain (okay it was just a fountain and people kept getting told to get out by park officials, but it was nice), ice cream stands everywhere, and apparently a chess area that we were unable to locate, either on the map or in real life.
Oh yeah, and Gorky Park has a Parkour setup so that freakishly high jumpers can practices freaky jump tricks in their big sweatpants. It was awesommmmme.
To recap, what Moscow lacked in great interpersonal experiences and a feeling of connection with the city itself, it made up for in an amazing park that I will henceforth refer to as the epitome of epic parks.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot! Lenin's tomb is in the Red Square, right? The old Soviet revolutionary is preserved for viewing by the general public right next to the Kremlin. Creepy, right?! Sooo worth seeing, right?! CLOSED, nooooo!! So wrong. I still bought the postcard for one moustachioed friend back home, though.
That reminds me, if anyone in this Brigade hasn't gotten a postcard from me shoot me your address to peterjkass@gmail.com and I'll send you one.
Coming to you from wonderful St. Petersburg, Russia, I am sad to say that I am coming to you alone, as my two travelling partners, Misters Phillips and Vanderwert, have moved on to their own short adventures before returning to lovely Melbourne. It's been less than 48 hours since they both left, and already I'm pining for moments like these:
... and many more that would be unreasonable to attempt to relate here and now, as I only have a limited amount of time to write and you only have a certain amount of time to read. The message here is, I'm traveling solo now and I miss my friends but everything is going to be okay.
And so, when we left off last time I was saying "hello" from Moscow,
which is a pretty incredible place. It's an absolutely massive city, meaning nothing about it is small. The streets, the buildings, the rivers, the high heels, the statues, nothing.
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| They even build massive statues for old Tsars who moved the capital from their city to St. Pete's. |
We spent only a few days in Moscow because, despite it's massiveness, it's a relatively difficult place to get wrapped up in. In some places we've found ourselves in situations where we've met locals, gone to places we've really enjoyed, and found the days to pass us by quickly. Beijing would be an example of this, or Na Trang in Vietnam. But Moscow felt more like a place to take pictures, get lost, take more pictures, stumble upon Wedding Central, and take a few pictures.
The best I could gather was that every new married couple comes her to do a symbolic gesture of their love and caring for their new spouse by putting a lock on one of the many metal "trees" on this bridge. It was weird and a lot of fun.
There were a lot of really cool churches around, though St. Basil blew them all away (see above). However, many of them have drummer priests that drop fatty bell beats at certain points throughout the day. It's quite a sight to see and listen to. I don't know if the photo really relates what is going on, but he's up in a tower jamming with his bells.
But by far the best part of Moscow is Gorky Park, which is probably the coolest park I've ever been to. In fact, I don't think it's even close. It's got everything, like pinwheel fields,
rollerblading skills practice and rental. In fact, the presence of so many rollerbladers in Moscow is overwhelming, and one of the more endearing aspects of Russia in general to this point.
And, oh wait, what is Jake standing under in Gorky Park?
A spaceship! Oh me oh my, Gorky Park! This is in addition to peddleboats in the lake, a sand volleyball area, basketball, bowls, outdoor cinema, salsa dancing, a wading pool fountain (okay it was just a fountain and people kept getting told to get out by park officials, but it was nice), ice cream stands everywhere, and apparently a chess area that we were unable to locate, either on the map or in real life.
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| Regretfully I missed getting video or action photos of everyone screaming and running forward, apparently pretending to be a spaceship. So many heels running and rollerblades... |
Oh yeah, and Gorky Park has a Parkour setup so that freakishly high jumpers can practices freaky jump tricks in their big sweatpants. It was awesommmmme.
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| This is not the first time I've failed in capturing the moment to its fullest. |
Oh yeah, I almost forgot! Lenin's tomb is in the Red Square, right? The old Soviet revolutionary is preserved for viewing by the general public right next to the Kremlin. Creepy, right?! Sooo worth seeing, right?! CLOSED, nooooo!! So wrong. I still bought the postcard for one moustachioed friend back home, though.
That reminds me, if anyone in this Brigade hasn't gotten a postcard from me shoot me your address to peterjkass@gmail.com and I'll send you one.
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| Peter J. Kass |
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