On the way back last night Steve got chatted up by a prostitute, he took it as a compliment, each to their own I guess. Got up late this morning as didn't get much sleep due to having to wake up every so often to scratch mosquito bites and kill the f***ers that seemed to be having a party in our room, by morning it looked like there had been a massacre in our room cos every time i squashed one it splattered blood everywhere which it had obviously drunk from me and Steve without permission. Another scorcher, everyday seems to get hotter and hotter, my phone says its 30 degrees but it feels much hotter. We went to Arabat Street which is billed as an old street where you can see what it used to be like, when really all the buildings have just been built or are being built now, to look old, felt like someone was trying to pull a fast one, our tourguide told us that most of Moscow has been rebuilt to look old because when Napoleon invaded the Government decided to burn Moscow to the ground and evacuate before his troops got here, after a few months of a very harsh winter most of Napoleon's troops died and he decided to go home, apparently Russians consider this a victory and celebrate beating him, who am I to rain on their parade. At the end of the street we went for a Mc d's, i had to fight for an outside table, turned out we where sat next to a celebrity, everyone was coming up for autographs and photos, of course we had no idea who he was although he looked like a Russian Garry glitter to me, since i keep getting away with student passes thought it best not to get my picture taken with him. After Mc d's we went to sparrow hill, this was very different to anywhere we had been so far, it was kind of like a Russian Venice beach, there where lots of pretty people wearing not a lot, they also seemed to be smiling which again was out of the ordinary, Sparrow hill is a wooded hill next to the river Moskva which runs straight through Moscow, along the side there where giant sun loungers big enough for 3 people and a grass verge where everyone was sun bathing in their underwear like they had just dedided to sunbathe on their lunch break or something, strangely nearly everyone had the same underwear not that i was gawking, there was a cycle track all the way along full of pretty people skate boarding, cycling and skating. I couldn't persuade Steve to hire a skate board or join in all the people diving into the River, I asked if I could borrow his boxers so that I could go swimming as i wasnt wearing any, but he was not in a generous mood so I jumped in the river in my shorts, it was so refreshing and was quite warm but very dirty there was rubbish and boats coming past, after a bit of swimming I felt something brush against my leg, freaked out and made a quick exit. Not having a towel or change of clothes I tried to dry in the sun, but soon it was time to head for the circus, so i had to get on the metro with wet shorts. The circus was the best ever, even having to sit in a puddle like I'd wet myself didn't taint it. We paid for the cheapest seats only £6 then sat in the expensive ones which was an added bonus, If you are against animals in the circus you deffinately wouldn't like it, they had monkeys, a bear, elephants, parrots, horses and a cheeta. At one point there was a pyramid of 5 dogs on a horses back whilst it was running around, they juggled with the parrots, and the Elephants did all kind of crazy s***, like climbing on top of each other, spinning on one leg while hoola hooping and hand stands. I did feel sad for the bear who clearly wasn't happy, but I think if I was an elephant id rather be keeping busy and entertaining thousands, just think how popular they would be with the other elephants, what have you done today? err ate some s*** and bathed in mud, what about you, couple of hand stands jumped through some fire then balanced on a ball! I know which one id rather be. The circus lasted for 3 hours and it was 10pm by the time we got out, next to the Circus there was a Burger King so decided to give the Russian cuisine a miss till tomorrow.