Remember: Rain + Wind = Sideways Rain. So essentially, Moscow was exactly how I pictured it....very gray.
We started this day at the CRACK of dawn as we had to catch an hour long flight from St. Petersburg Airport to Moscow at 7am or something stupid like that.
Sans the tanks, soldiers and missiles trekking across the parade route sending images of the USSR's military punch to the rest of the world.
Signing up for the Moscow Tour meant signing up for a very long day. You go into it knowing that you'll be dead on your feet by lunchtime and on total auto-pilot by dinner. You hope that you'll remember to snap enough pictures and ingest enough information to appreciate the day further down the road.
In the beginning, you hope that everyone on the tour makes it back to the ship - we had multiple ship escorts and guides to ensure our we made it from point to point.
By the end, you have a mental list of folks you now hope do NOT make it back to the ship because you're tired of listening to them bitch and moan about the weather, the length of the tour, the amount of walking on the tour and whatever else they can think of to say out loud.