"Why Russia ?"
This usually was the first
reaction people had when they learned that it was our next trip. A consultant
at work asked if I was Russian, as if that would be the only explanation
possible for me to visit Russia .
How could I blame her? I am sure it is confusing to tell a Russian and a
Taiwanese apart....
The idea of visiting Russia started with a HBO show called “Bored to Death”. In one episode a few years back, the story
brought the main characters to Brighton
Beach in Brooklyn ,
a well-established Russian immigrant community. H & I decided to check out
the neighborhood one day, and I was fascinated by all the Russian shops and
restaurants in the area. H mentioned that he would be interested in visiting St. Petersburg . As
someone who gets bored easily with familiarity and always crave for new
experiences, Russia
sounded foreign, exotic, and even slightly dangerous. I embraced the idea
immediately!
One sleepless night last
year, I got out of the bed, surfed the web at 2 o’clock in the morning, and clicked
on this travel blog about Russia
that my friend forwarded to me. An hour later, I made up my mind that Russia would make it to our 2012 travel
plan.
Although H suggested St. Petersburg , once the
trip became a reality, he had his reservations. Rumor had it that you have to
bribe police everywhere; that the police would target tourists and harass them about
their passports, visas, etc. H was nervous.
The planning process did
not put H at ease. The visa application
process was cumbersome. A few times when
I tried to contact the consulate, airline, or other travel related Russian
companies, I either got no email responses, no call back, or was put on hold
for more than 30 minutes, and still did not get any answers after I got someone
on the phone. Although I kept quiet, I
thought to myself, “If the trip is as challenging as the planning, we could be
in trouble.”
Still having vivid memories of Soviet Union history and unpleasant experiences of visiting eastern European countries in the 80's, H said a few times, “Russia is a
country that I would not mind to visit with a tour.”
Still having vivid memories of Soviet Union history and unpleasant experiences of visiting eastern European countries in the 80's, H said a few times, “
“Over My Dead Body.” I held my ground.
So the matter was settled. Whether we were ready or not, Russia
was ready for us.
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