One step closer to home; hanging out in Kazan

We arrived in Kazan early this morning. I awoke with the sunrise, watching it through the train’s window. It’s already 20+ degrees here, which is great for sightseeing. Although unlike Amy, I do find it quite hot.

Kazan’s the capital of Tatarstan (home of Tartar sauce?), a not-quite-yet breakaway republic of Russia. It’s about the same size as Calgary, but sits on the banks of a much larger river — the Volga. It’s both a very old city (over 1,000 years!) but also new — they’re building/rebuilding quite a lot here.

This is truly a wonderful city. It’s warm, comfortable, and people are far too nice here. Despite not knowing any Russian, we’ve had next to no trouble at all getting help from everyone around us. A person not knowing the language at all would do well here.

Time’s running out for me on this post, though — internet is hard to find here today. More from Ekaterinburg!

(Next time, I get to post before Amy…)

The last Moscow post

We’ve wandered a lot through Moscow, and I never did get around to talking about it due to all the bitching I was doing. So… We took Train #1 to Moscow, did a walk around the Kremlin, saw the Armoury museum (snore), walked through GUM, and revelled in the “marvel” that is our hotel. When not being watched by the hundreds of security guards, that is…

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Kazan, take me away!

I wholeheartedly agree with Amy.

Moscow is dismal. Even when it’s sunny, it’s dismal. There is just no joy or life in this city. I don’t know if it’s a result of decades of Soviet rule, but I can’t wait to get out of here. I suppose the plethora of security personnel doesn’t help, either.

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