На здоровье
The stern-looking lady in the ill-fitting uniform at the Passport Control window took one look at Tramp’s registration papers, then a look at my Australian passport, scowled her face, shook her head and said ‘Nyet’. Hmm, not a good start to our Russian adventure, you might say. But after a little translation from the Russian guy behind me in the line who spoke some English she softened up a bit, … Continue reading →