My trip to Moscow - July 2012

As I already wrote before, this summer I've had a great oppotunity to see the Queen and Adam Lamberth concert not once, but twice - in Kyiv (for free, woohoo))) and in Moscow (I had to pay to see this one, but that was amazing)).
So on 1st of July I went to Moscow to spend some time with my friend and to see the concert for the second time.

My friend and I on Arbat street on my last day in Moscow - I just love this picture)

Domodedovo airport. I've missed the Aeroexpress to the city and had to spend 30 minutes on the platform admiring the lack of a view)))

Pancackes with maple syrup and lattes for breakfast

The place called Beverly Hills diner - styled as 60th American diner. The plates there were huge, but it was the nearest place to have breakfast for us))

As I said on numerous occasions, I don't like Moscow. For every person who grew up around more elegant and interesting European architecture, Moscow seems a bit weird and ecclectic (bad ecclectic, not good ecclectic). I'm still struggling to find beauty in it, but when I do, I try and take a picture)

Me and my bad posture)) I swear I don;t usually look like this)

My gorgeous friends at the outdoor excibition of Terry Gilliam pictures

Breakfast again)

That's what my friends had - a waffle sandwich with cheese, two sausages, bacon and two fried eggs in it. Even if I wasn't a pescetarian, I wouldn't survive this for breakfast)))

And mine brakfast - a cream cheese bagle)

Having cocoa and some cookies at the Moomin cafe. I love Moomins, they always make me happy, and I don't care about being 27))

Quotations from the books)

Hello again, Adam))

The picture has the worst quality ever, but I really wanted the picture with this cute ducks) and my friend, with whom I shared the room for 2 days, had already left for Saint Petersburg.

Waiting for my friend at the diner - coffee, a waffle with ice cream and "Jigs and Reels: The Stories" by Joanne Harris.

Blue trolleybus - the dedication to a very famous poet and songwriter Bulat Okudzhava.

After saying goodbye to everyone and spendint 3 hours at the airport (I was drinking tea and reading in some weird pub) I'm finally going home.

I can't get on the plane without a box of hardcandy and a book))

So that's how my trip to Moscow ended. But the very next day I was on the bus to Lutsk, a beautiful city in Western Ukraine. I'm gonna dedicate the next post to this trip)