It was suggested that I start a thread on some of the photographs of the things I see while living in Moscow. I do not speak Russian and this is not my first time living outside of the US for an extended period of time. I am here for 4 years and am going to try and see as much of the Non - Tourist things that really make up a culture and give some insight into how the natives think. I probably don't have to say this as most of you guys aren't shy but questions and comments are not only welcomed but genuinely solicited. I will be traveling in Eastern Europe as well so I am sure some of those photos will find their way into this mix. I don't want to boor you so I will adjust my post based on feedback and comments received.
Exit from one of Moscow's underground subway terminals - every country has it's own name for their subways and it is called the Metro here. The metro access tunnels smell faintly of diesel and old gear oil, think hot Singer sewing machine oil. My assumption is that the ventilation systems could use some help and who knows what all is going on down here. I think it might be the smell of the industrial revolution in England a 150 years ago. The Metro trains are all diesel powered. I have noticed that there seems to be a learning curve and some unwritten warnings about which train cars to ride. Recently a train pulled into the station and all the cars were really crowed except one that was virtually empty, humm that's the one for me an off I go towards the car rushing to get in before the doors close (there are no safety switches, well at least not ones that wont break your arm or tear a coat sleeve off) on my way I noticed women with their young children passing up the car I was headed for but I did not really think about it. I step into the car just as the doors close and the train is moving. There 3 people including me in the car. A drunk woman who is projectile vomiting and a person that has pissed his pants is screaming and is taking turds out of his trouser legs at the ankle and throwing them at the windows. Next station I am out of the car but it was a long 3 or 4 minutes. Lesson learned, pay attention to mom she knows.
Exit from one of Moscow's underground subway terminals - every country has it's own name for their subways and it is called the Metro here. The metro access tunnels smell faintly of diesel and old gear oil, think hot Singer sewing machine oil. My assumption is that the ventilation systems could use some help and who knows what all is going on down here. I think it might be the smell of the industrial revolution in England a 150 years ago. The Metro trains are all diesel powered. I have noticed that there seems to be a learning curve and some unwritten warnings about which train cars to ride. Recently a train pulled into the station and all the cars were really crowed except one that was virtually empty, humm that's the one for me an off I go towards the car rushing to get in before the doors close (there are no safety switches, well at least not ones that wont break your arm or tear a coat sleeve off) on my way I noticed women with their young children passing up the car I was headed for but I did not really think about it. I step into the car just as the doors close and the train is moving. There 3 people including me in the car. A drunk woman who is projectile vomiting and a person that has pissed his pants is screaming and is taking turds out of his trouser legs at the ankle and throwing them at the windows. Next station I am out of the car but it was a long 3 or 4 minutes. Lesson learned, pay attention to mom she knows.
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