Lost Luggage, Hookers and Hospitality
Had a rude start to St. Petersburg arriving at the airport. Eagerly awaiting my big bag at the carousel. One by one people retrieved there luggage. I was just left with the sinking feeling of its missing. I kind of thought the worse. Quickly visualizing the contents that I wouldn’t be seeing again. I file a claim and was told it most like miss the connecting flight in Moscow. They offered to forward the bag to my location once it was located. So I half heart began my trip into the city with the clothes on my back.

St. Petersburg immediately stood out as being different the other places I’d visited because not five minute on the main drag a couple hookers began walking with me talk in English. “where you going” one of the two tall well dressed girls said. I was wore out and sweaty by the all day transit and missing bag and replied going to the hostel. Cuba hostel, you know where it’s at? They didn’t respond. I had just failed they first test for money. Then one said what you doing latter? I said. Sleeping. “That’s no fun” she said. And I thought it beats Aids, Police, robbery and a beating.  I made the hostel in no time with the huge Kazan Cathedral as a landmark.The entrance is like so

many hostels “low key” and blends into the neighbor so well You can be looking right at it and not know it. Once buzzed up I was greeted with friendly kind young Russian girl that made me feel at home. Moscow and Volgograd where easily out done. Begin St. Petersburg.

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