I'm back.
Back in the good ol' US of A. Where we brew the best beer, keep the most beautiful women and make every single ounce of trans fat known to man. Nothing says America like getting drunk, doing it with our girlfriends and making super fat, spoiled kids. FREEDOM!
Honestly, Moscow was like Omaha. If Omaha had 16 million people and a Subway.
Things Moscow had in common with Omaha:
1) No football team
2) Jealous of its smaller but way cooler counterpart, St. Petersberg.
3) You can smell Belarus (or as they call it, "Belatucky") if you get too close to the border.