MOCKBA!!

Yes, I know I am showing off.

7 plus days on the train have been well spent learning the Cyrillic alphabet.

So here we are ...

In MOCKBA...or Moscow.

Finally, after around 9300 kms on the longest railway line, we reached Moscow.

And the most important thing about the Moscow Yaroslavskaya station?

Finally a platform at door level.

All these days, at every single station, the platform was at level with the tracks, and it was a huge pain in the posterior getting our luggage in and out of the train.

And for once, the platform led straight to the station entrance. No lugging suitcases up and down stairs from the platform to the entrance of the station.

The facade of the the Moscow Yaroslavskaya station has a huge cast iron emblem of the Soviet era, the hammer and sickle.

And yes, it's gloomy and overcast.

We're also celebrating the OH's birthday today.

I told him that I wanted to get him something very Russian.

The obvious Vodka is ruled out, as our man's a teetotaller.

I was thinking of Russian brands and blurted out 'Kalashnikov'

Now he doesn't want to go out anywhere with me.

Men!!!!