….bad pun.  i went to europe with estelle!!!!

my camera was buried way too far at the bottom of my travel bag for me to take any photos, but i did get some sweet shots of gorgeous moscow architecture at night!

my partner in background-singing called this the “candy house.”  we could not believe it was real…clearly we were de-sensitized by certain sugary board games as children…

apologies for the blur; my hands were shaking from the hardcore freezing wind!!  you know i’m a sucker for track lights…

gorg

haha, wow these really are blurry…sorry, my b.

what i didn’t (and should have) capture was my hotel room, which was beautiful and featured a bidet.  believe it or not, i had never used a bidet before, and of course i turned the water knob with a leetle too much elbow grease, and water spilled all over the floor.  i also may or may not have burned myself with scalding hot water.  sexay!

ironically, we did not drink any vodka; in fact, our show was the headline event for a party called Bacardi Mojito Night.  estelle asked the crowd if they were drunk, and one burly russian bellowed “we’re trying to, but we’re not!”  hahaha!  i didn’t drink any, so i can’t comment!

bathbloopers aside, i had a baller time, and i can’t wait until we go back!  peep the souvenirs:

(seriously?!?! a babushka’d guitar goddess?!? pinch me.)