Flamin' vodka!
Actually not actually sure if it was vodka, anyway perhaps I should start at the beginning... Went for dinner in Moscow, and then to this underground pub which you would never have a chance of finding unless led by a local (Angela)... - of course I had a cocktail - white russian (it had to be done!)... and then I went without Angela to attempt to order a drink... they were going to give me 3 shots of something, and then we went round in a few circles (vodka and baileys was mentioned) and I ended up with these 2 flaming shots and the Russians round the bar, clapping their hands telling me to 'drink, drink' - so when in Rome... :) you do tend to have the most fun when you have a few communication difficulties - it makes any food you order a surprise (at the food markets I ended up with grapefruits instead of apples - I didn't realise til i was on the train) - but it is definitely good to be able to go back to the group for some english...
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