We left Moscow and headed east a little: to Vladimir only three hours away. The train had a number less than 100 (the lower the better for Russian trains) and we were on our own in a second class compartment. We even got a packed lunch with a little carton of apple juice.
Vladimir was a little drab at first sight - the fact that it was drizzling probably didn't help, but it could also do with a lick paint in places. We hopped on Trolly Bus 5 and headed up the hill to our hotel. Nice little place on the main road - opposite a pizza joint where we had dinner (seemed to be a but if a local date spot, although oddly no-one spoke to each other and just watched Russian gangster rap on mtv). It felt much more like real Russian life than St Petersburg or Moscow. It has a couple of nice-looking churches and a couple of Communist statues, but not much more. It's main attraction is that it is the nearest town on the train route to Suzdal - more to come on that.
Vladimir was a little drab at first sight - the fact that it was drizzling probably didn't help, but it could also do with a lick paint in places. We hopped on Trolly Bus 5 and headed up the hill to our hotel. Nice little place on the main road - opposite a pizza joint where we had dinner (seemed to be a but if a local date spot, although oddly no-one spoke to each other and just watched Russian gangster rap on mtv). It felt much more like real Russian life than St Petersburg or Moscow. It has a couple of nice-looking churches and a couple of Communist statues, but not much more. It's main attraction is that it is the nearest town on the train route to Suzdal - more to come on that.
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