Last Day in Moscow

The more I spend time in Moscow, the more it reminds me of London, and i'd come back and spend time here anyday but I don't think I could ever spend a long time here. Just like London the metro is filled with miserable faces, and now that I think of it, I haven't seen a single person smile. However, unlike London, the metro here is absolutely amazing, from the huge museum like stations to the absolute effeciency and punctuality of the trains here. There are never any delays, never and construction work going on and you never have to wait more than 30 seconds for the next train to arrive. But the trains themselves and trh little offices in the walls of the magnificent stations are a constant reminder of Russia's past.
The people, it seems, the more russian I speak, the friendlier they are. Compared to my last visit where I got sworn at every time I uttered 'excuse me' , this time people actually stop and even if it is with Russian gestures, they are much more helpful. It's summer now and just like London, when the sun comes out, everyone comes out and there and bands on the street and even dancing outside the walls of the Kremlin. The women dressed in their best and shiniest outfits, tall and skinny parade in their heels around the park and the American idea of Romance is well established here. Men waiting for their women with big, beautiful Russian roses and nights out at american pool parties.
It's a place everyone must see and the red square, beautiful as it is, is not the most unique sight in Moscow. In the summer, you just find a seat, drink a KBAC and observe as the russian life passes you by.