Thank you for sharing - I was lucky to visit Russia in late winter of 1988 - I'm sure it was a completely different place. We met some people in Moscow late one night and met up for a chance to do some black market trading; I think I got a red flag and have it somewhere still. It was bleak in early March. I remember all the red. We were three Americans walking in Red Square at midnight. No one was out except armed guards; it was snowing which made everything pink and beautiful. Cockroaches? No thanks. That would be the one thing that would put me over the edge. What could be done, though? Nothing.
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One thing I regret is not being older when we lived there. I bet it would have been SO fascinating :) Sounds like you had an excellent time!