My last day in the Motherland. It's the saddest day. I am in love with this country and vow to go back in my allotted 3-year visa.
I visited Peterhof today, Peter the Great's Summer Palace. As you might imagine, not as glorious in the winter. Actually it was still great. Of course, the fountain cascade was not in effect. However, the contrast of the white snow against the brilliant golden statues was definitely a sight to see.
Again at this place, I somehow got in for free. Again, I swear I was entering at the entrance. But alas I did not. No one batted an eye at me. I took a cold, yet beautiful stroll around the palace and said goodbye to my beloved Russia.
I had a long-ass layover in Beijing, China in an airport even more uncomfortable and expensive than JFK. I met a Korean man making the same journey as I. I kid you not, we randomly ran into each other about 6 times at the airport. First in China at immigration, next on the first plane, then on the second plane, finally after landing in Korea while we waited for the buses to start going. It was eerie.
I left Russia Wednesday evening and arrived in Korea Friday morning at 2am and went to work at my job in Yeosu, which is 5 hours from Seoul, at 2pm that same day. I'm a champ.
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