Last Day in Moscow

Apologies for the delay in writing again, the past couple days have been sporty, to say the least.  My last day in Moscow, Monday 17th, I wanted to get up early and explore other parts of the city watching it wake up in the process.  So I hit the streets at 7 am to a cold snowy morning.  I headed towards the red square on a more roundabout way taking my time walking.  I figured this would help buy time while the coffee shops and restaurants opened up.  The first coffee shop I walked up to said it didn’t open until 9 am, ok little unusual but ok I’ll find another one.  Another 15 mins later and I find one opening up at 8:30 am. The 3rd one said 8 am.  So basically I learned the hard way that the city of Moscow wakes up practically at 8 am.  Mind you I haven’t eaten or had coffee and it’s snowing.  So I find a breakfast spot on the southern side of the river past the Red square.  It’s a couple miles away, plenty of time to kill while the city wakes up.  About an hour later walking thru the snow in Moscow’s neighborhood’s, crossing a bridge I arrive at my cafe of choice.  Holy cow was that breakfast amazing.  I sat across from the bar/kitchen so I could watch them prepare everything.  The coffee I ordered was Raf coffee, very similar to a cafe Au lait.  Very rich, with hints of caramel and a little dash of hazelnut.  They are served in skinny tall glasses with sugar cubes.  I decided to order some apple juice, last day I wanted to be fancy.  Well, next thing the barista does is grab a couple apple toss them into the juicer, grab a wine glass, pours it in and serves it to me talk about fancy.  Once the foam died down I tried it and much to my delight.  Breakfast came out 2 poaches eggs, couple link of sausage and gratin potatoes.  I enjoyed it much more than watching the sunrise the past couple of days.

My last day in Moscow, Monday 17th, I wanted to get up early and explore other parts of the city watching it wake up in the process.  So I hit the streets at 7 am to a cold snowy morning.  I headed towards the red square on a more roundabout way taking my time walking.  I figured this would help buy time while the coffee shops and restaurants opened up.  The first coffee shop I walked up to said it didn’t open until 9 am, ok little unusual but ok I’ll find another one.  Another 15 mins later and I find one opening up at 8:30 am. The 3rd one said 8 am.  So basically I learned the hard way that the city of Moscow wakes up practically at 8 am.  Mind you I haven’t eaten or had coffee and it’s snowing.  So I find a breakfast spot on the southern side of the river past the Red square.  It’s a couple miles away, plenty of time to kill while the city wakes up.  About an hour later walking thru the snow in Moscow’s neighborhood’s, crossing a bridge I arrive at my cafe of choice.  Holy cow was that breakfast amazing.  I sat across from the bar/kitchen so I could watch them prepare everything.  The coffee I ordered was Raf coffee, very similar to a cafe Au lait.  Very rich, with hints of caramel and a little dash of hazelnut.  They are served in skinny tall glasses with sugar cubes.  I decided to order some apple juice, last day wanted to be fancy.  Well, next thing the barista does is grab a couple apple toss them into the juicer, grab a wine glass, pours it in and serves it to me.  Once the foam died down I tried it and much to my delight.  Breakfast came out 2 poaches eggs, couple link of sausage and gratin potatoes.  I enjoyed it much more than watching the sunrise the past couple of days.

During my meal, I met some university students who convinced me I should visit.  They tried to give me some directions but I thought I knew where it was and said goodbye.  I headed to the building I thought it was and walked inside.  After walking around the inside looking for students, and a brief encounter with the security I found out that it was one of those all encompass apartment complexes. You know the ones that have the coffee shop, laundry, multiple places to eat, etc.  After consulting with the security guard over a cigarette he pointed me into the right direction.  About 30 mins later thru the metro, I was in the right place.  I knew for sure this time because everyone had a backpack.  I really regretted not bringing a backpack but then a student walked up and thought I was a professor, lightbulb.  After walking around I found the English Department area and walked in.  I found a classroom and started to act like I was the professor, not knowing the real professor had walked in right behind me.  Close enough right?  I quickly left taking the metro back into the center of town to a restaurant I had read about.  Unfortunately, I do not remember the name but it was recommended on my City2Go app.  It was Georgian cuisine luckily the staff spoke decent English and they had English menus.  For lunch I enjoyed a couple glasses of red wine, lamb stew served in cask iron skillet with homemade bread on the side.  I thought to myself, ‘Man I really should come back here tomorrow for lunch, let me check my train time again to see if I can make it.’ That’s how I found out I that I was leaving Moscow that night for Kiev. I wish I could say I that was a joke.  Due to my adventures on Tuesday the 18th, it gets its own post.

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