Tag Archives: That Time Ims and I Went to Moscow
In honor of my newfound love of borscht
This little gem. “You do not meet a friend over borscht, let alone share it with a date by romantic candlelight, even if you are able to surpress the urge to slurp. There is no wine that goes with borscht. … Continue reading
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Moscow Day 6 (and end of Day 5): In which contrary to what I’ve been saying we speak lots of Hebrew, almost get run over by a Russian mob, go to the Bolshoi, and almost crash a Russian wedding and do lots of other things that I’m too lazy to write about
Ok, so I’m a bit behind, so this post is going to be quick, even though a lot happened. There are also minimal photos because it was shabbat.
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Moscow Day 4 and 5: in which I discover that there is a reason Moscovites are so well prepared for snow storms and develop an appreciation for Russian art
First a quick tidbit from last night. So we were having some internet problems and I called downstairs to see if we could get a new wifi code — the wifi system is very strange at this hotel. The person … Continue reading
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Moscow Day 3: in which we learn just how much Russians don’t like when you try to speak English to them and try to charge you for your lack of Russian skills (and succeed!)
We woke up and all of a sudden it was Christmas EVERYWHERE. Russians don’t have Thanksgiving as a convenient starting point to put up the Christmas lights, so it seems December 8th is that day. Literally the entire dining room … Continue reading
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Moscow Day 2: in which I have a chaperoned date with Lenin and pretend to read cyrillic but still can’t give directions in Russian
This morning started like yesterday morning — with breakfast overlooking the Kremlin and Red Square. Inspired by the lack of lines I decided I would check out Lenin’s tomb, as it’s closed on Mondays and we couldn’t go yesterday. Ims … Continue reading
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Moscow Day 1: in which we find definitive proof that capitalism has come to Russia and discover that borscht is delicious
When we landed in Russia there was already snow on the ground. Not the angelic snow of childhood fantasies, but the slushy, brown snow that’s left over after someone’s shoveled — and the Russians know how to shovel their snow … Continue reading
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