Friday 8 April 2011

Postcards from a Metro Station

It's no secret what a marvel the Russian Metro system is; I've regularly taken the Parisian, London, Beijing and *shudder* Glasgow Metros and I would gladly take the Russian one and never look back.  It costs roughly 60 pence (27 roubles) to get anywhere in the city AND you don't pay dependent on the proximity to the centre (something that London's Metro falls afoul of).  Trains are available within a three minute time frame;  sometimes you'll wait under a minute, sometimes you have to wait up to three minutes.  Anything more than that and the Russians themselves start to get impatient and check their watches.

Despite getting the Russian equivalent of Neds populating the Metro on the odd occasion, you're actually far more likely to see swathes of people reading and, from what you'll see in this post, the architecture far surpasses anything you'll see on the Clockwork Orange.  










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"Knockknock! Who's there? Go fuck yourself!"

-D.


1 comment:

  1. I'm not sure if I've ever told you this story, but I took my Russian friend Seyid to visit Glasgow once. We hopped on the underground, and his expressionless Soviet face shifted slightly upwards. I realised he was smiling.
    "What's so funny?" I asked.
    "Your underground is like toy."

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