My mission in Moscow was 3-fold:
1) Get fingerprinted
2) Mail the fingerprints to the FBI
3) Pick up some conference materials for my roommate
I arrived by train at 5:30 am. The fingerprinting was at 3 pm; you do the math. I tried to sleep for a bit in the train station, but I found it freezing cold. So I sat down in a café with a cup of tea and tried to keep from nodding off.
After a few hours, I headed into the metro and went to Red Square and made myself take my mittens off long enough to take a photo. At least there is material evidence that I was in Moscow. continue/-