Russia is an incredible and mind blowing country for me. The history, the culture, the people it gives me a deep sense of pride to know that I am half Russian. Despite this I was unable to resist temptation during my recent trip (16th-29th December 06) and feel I should now confess to the other acts of insanity I was gulty of while there. I have already revealed my speeding ticket revenge upon my aunt but there were other incidents in which my judgement slipped. First of all there was the night I went clubbing with a few members of my family and after drinking myself almost under the table (not to mention my companions) discovered we were all too pissed to remember the way home. After a few hours searching in the bitter cold we came up with a brilliant plan. We would sleep in a telephone box. So there we were six adults all drunk, freezing cold and standing up asleep togather in a telephone box. We were woken early next morning by a policeman demanding we vacate the phonebox and explain ourselves. Unfortunately one of my family members had used a folded in half cigerate (I've never smoked by the way) packet to wedge the door closed so we didn't fall out during the night and the now soaked packet had swelled jamming the door shut. Finally the fire brigade were called out and we were cut free infront of a steadily massing crowd.
