Back in Moscow.

There are people speaking German here. It's weird to hear. Anyway.

So last night I walked around to a bunch of different hotels and guess what? THEY WERE ALL FULL. How does that happen? So this woman was SO nice and found this dorm/hostel/thing place for me in the outskirts of Yaroslavl. So I got there at, like, 7, but this meant I couldn't do any more wandering because I was so far away. The room I was in was okay, except for the smell of cat pee. I couldn't figure out where it was coming from until I saw the disgusting, mangy looking cat sitting on the downstairs couch. Whatever, cat pee is ten times better than smoke. Also I opened the window so it was fine.

Went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water and three juiceboxes. I need to start paying attention to which boxes I'm buying. See, at the time of purchase, I'm really only interested in the box. But when it comes time to drink, I'm interested in the straw as well. But I wasn't paying attention, so I didn't buy juiceboxes with straws. Only an idiot does this more than three times.

Came back, took a shower, enjoyed my straw-less juiceboxes. Watched Erin Brokovich (is that how you spell it?) Went to sleep. Woke up the next morning and got ready to go into town. So, the woman at the...um...sleeping place told me to get on the number 8 trolleybus. Okay, fine. So I'm standing at the stop and it's not stopping. Then I realize I'm at a marshrutka stop, not a bus stop. But then I notice I can take the 78 marshrutka, which is probably faster anyway. I get on. Like 10,000 other people get on. This is ridiculous. I can't move, I'm sweating SOOOO much, and there are thousands of people getting on every second. So when I finally saw a cafe I recognized I got off, figuring that meant I was close enough to where I needed to be. Wrong. I was, in fact, on the right street, but it seems as if Freedom Street in Yaroslavl is the longest street ever. I needed building number 10. I was at, like, building number 87. So I walked for a long time. And finally found it. Anyway I went to the Kremlin, which was...interesting. Went to the local history museum, where everyone was so nice and there was only ONE guard babushka who actually didn't follow me around all the time. Saw a bunch of churches and monuments. Walked along the Volga. Very nice indeed.

There's more I need to remember but...I guess that'll come later.