
Saint Petersburg, Russia
My eyes flitted open this morning….where the hell am I? I thought to myself. I'm in the Azimut hotel in St Petersburg, Russia. How the hell did I get back here? Oh yeah, my big mouth. The events of the past week come flooding back to me and I get dressed and head down to breakfast. I was amazed at how much breakfast had improved, but alas they still only had the one crap little toaster that only takes 2 pieces of bread and barely works.
I have set the m...