Woke up at 7:30 in the morning and got into the shower with a terrible headache. Greatest hangover in the world, all thanks to Miguel's 80 % Vodka...
Was 20 minutes late to the meeting place. Felt really bad because I once got angry at Dominik for being 5 minutes late.
The bus left at 11:30, damn it! We met at 9:30 in the morning. Hangover made me a bit edgy, but I promised myself that I won't be a big irritated bitch anymore.
The bus ride was about 8 hours. First half of the ride they played really horrible Russian Comedy which didn't make any sense at all (American English Speaking Germany). Did nothing but try to cure my headache the whole time. Got off at the boarder and get my Passport checked. I feel a bit frightened, but I got through alright. Thank GODS! At one point they took my passport and started talking to me in Russian and I totally didn't know how to react. Thanks for Lativ, I was saved.
Got to St. Petersburg in the late afternoon. Finally arrived at Hostel. Nice and interesting Hostel, if not frightening a little bit. A bit old. Took us near 30 minutes to find the right door to our rooms. Everything smells of dust and age in this city. So far I still prefer Helsinki. Got out later for some shopping, but didn't see anything that seemed favorable to buy, so bought nothing except water and juice. Went later to a local kafe for late late dinner. Had Dumpling, Navy pasta and Chicken a la Kiev. Dumplings were great, with a little tilli and butter. Navy pasta was like the simple stir-fry noodles in Taiwan only with different kind of noodles. Chicken a la Kiev was just okay, I didn't particularly favor it. Went home around 1 am and had one hell of a taxi ride. The driver must have been one of the best drivers I have yet met. It was like a roller coaster ride. I love speed, for sure. The only problem is that we didn't properly negotiate the prices in the first place, therefore we quite nicely got chiped off with 300 rubbles when we could have easily gotten away with just 100 r. I guess we all learned a lesson in bargining, at least I for sure did. Got to bed too late...
Positivity: 7
Friday, April 14, 2006
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