Onboard Diary

Onboard Diary. Moscow day 4

Today I´ve been dragging 30kg weighted cosmonaut costume for some kilometers in the streets of Moscow.

At the beginning was fun. I imagined myself carrying out a heroic mission. Later, muscles in my hands were really hurting and I just wanted to arrive.

Fortunately, that effort will be rewarded.

After the meeting with Francisco Javier García -Larrache Olalquiaga, Russian Embassy Cultural Attaché, he nearly assured us they will be able to carry the costumes to Spain on diplomatic bag.

This takes many problems up and calms me greatly. A charming person with marvelous solutions. (I think he will be pleased to write another support letter for us)

Apart from that, Moscow still looks odd to me. The only thing I know for sure is I am a privileged visitor.

These last days I´ve felt the presence of the great Masters. I´ve seen Maiakovski writing his verses in square in the city.

"I want to be understood by my country,

But if I am not, what to do,

I will go past in the land of my birth like oblique rain does"

I felt the presence of Tarkovsky, with his clumsy and disoriented footsteps. I´ve seen him looking at a shop window near the Kremlin and watching melancholic in a café while writing down some notes.

Later I saw myself reflected on a glass and I felt small, intruder, foreigner.

Tonight we´ll go and see Argentinean Milonga. Will the Muscovites be able to recreate the passion from the city of Buenos Aires?? I´m sure they will.