Today was the most uneventful day of the trip, probably due to last nights celebrations. Three of us took the 25 minute walk from the hostel to the Red Square to use the internet and find food. As we were drained of all energy, we decided to take the Metro back to the hostel, which was a very bad move. We ended up lost in Moscow for over two hours. As the Metro is so badly signed, and what signage they do have is of course in Russian, and no english speaking people to help us, we got on and off the train so many times that in the end we decided to catch a cab back. We trudged out to the rain to hail a cab (again, any car is potentially a cab) but after 30 minutes we gave up. Unfortunately we were in a wealthy part of town and no-one was stopping for us.
Back to the Metro, and i'm not sure how, probably sheer willpower, we ended up finding our way. Dom and Kt were a little worried at this stage, as we'd been gone so long.
Midnight - we boarded our last train of the trip, destination St Petersburg, Russia. As soon as we boarded we knew we were on a much classier train than the previous two we had exerienced. No dodgy Mongolians getting us to stow there loot, the berths were clean and there was room to move. Although this didn't mean too much to us as we slept the 8 hour trip, and woke up when we arrived in St Pete's the next morning at 8am.
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