Red Square

Another week, another work trip away. This time it's Moscow, and unlike Poland last week I actually got some time yesterday to have a whistle stop tour around Red Square. Ilya, my Russian colleague, was laughing at me trying to speak some Russian and asking what Pectopah is? Apparently it's pronounced rrrrestaurrrante, and no prizes for guessing how that translates. Got a bit of time tomorrow evening, so am off out on a mission to take a picture of a big furry Russian hat