Day 2 is drawing to a close, but at least it was a day of two halves, a continued chaotic, bizarre, and confusing morning, and a enjoyable and relaxing afternoon and evening. After breakfast, we attempted to buy all desired train tickets to get to Beijing through our Hotel. However, all they could book was our first ticket(which later we found they also were unable to do), so we ventured off to the closest big train station. To say that it was a confusing mess is an understatement, and in the end, we left what turned out to be the domestic terminal with a train from our second destination halfway to our third. After insisting on some help from a russian women who bought tickets after us(and helped confront the angry woman who should have been selling international tickets in that part of the station), we were led to another place where we could buy our tickets to China. After a few wrong queues and windows, we finally made it to the right one, with a woman with more optimism, help, and english skills than everyone else we had talked to up to that point. Gladly we left knowing that at least our trickiest ticket was in our hands, and that in the end, all we need to do is get to Irkutsk within the next 14 days. After leaving the train station, we rode the fast metro, that I will never tire of, and strolled through red square, through all the churches and exhibitions of the Kremlin, under the onion domes of St. Basil\'s cathedral, ending in the surreal tsarist voluptousness of the Pushkin Cafe, with the most luxurious stroll to the bathroom one will ever take. So after dinner and another dip in the hotel jacuzzi, planning for further ticket buying adventures continues, that will hopefully be more like a stroll and less of a daze.