Pink Trash Travels


VisaQuest

Because we're going to St. Petersburg in August, I need a visa to enter Russia. So today I ventured over to the Russian Consulate with my passport, paperwork, and wallet in hand.

I jumped on the train and made two connections. I scrutinized a wall-size map to locate the street. I toiled through extreme heat to find the address (as what's noted on the internet was wrong). After just 25 minutes, I arrived a sweaty mess. Of course, it was closed. As a result, I'll have to try again tomorrow. This time, I'll go early, on my bike, and with a spray bottle for refreshment. This should help keep my sanity in check.