Events of the week: The return of the Landlady and the VIP night out.

Another eventful week. The first big event was the return of the Landlady from her holiday. After being so worried about meeting her it was, of course, fine. She is however completely mental. I LOVE her. Lol. Basically I got home on Thursday and started to unlock the door and she suddenly pulled it open and shouted 'SARAH?' in my face. I was like... 'da?!' Then she pulled me into the house and said 'Have you listened to my cd's?' (She's a Christian singer) I was like 'errrrrrrr yessss' (minor lie) So she said, 'ah we will listen to it and sing' then marched me to the kitchen and made me sing along to her cd with her. Total madness. Then she took me round the house showing me everything - even though I've been here a week and so have managed to locate the toilet myself. She also keeps barging into my room without knocking and just chattering at me then leaving. Crazy. She’s really nice though, just very VERY chatty. A lot of the time I’m not sure whether she is actually talking to me or just chattering to herself! I do however keep getting my own private concerts from her in our kitchen. I think these may get less delightful over time…

The other main event of this week was our first night out sampling the delights of Moscow’s clubbing scene. We got off to a bad start when the first place we went to refused to let us in for no reason (they use face control in the clubs in Moscow – ie. If you’re not a supermodel you’re not getting in). So after a ridiculous run to the metro before it shut for the night we went to a different club called Solyanka that actually let us in! Woop! It was very cool – more of a cocktails rather than a Malibu and coke kinda place! The music was pretty random at first but I didn’t care, I was in need of a good DANCE! But then two English guys started DJing. They played all the choons that we wanted – Black Eyed Peas, Lady Gaga, Snap (Rhythm is a dancer!). It was sooo good. I danced, danced, danced and DANCED. We got chatting to the DJ’s when they realized we were from the UK and they invited us to an after party at one of the most exclusive clubs in Moscow! After putting us on the guest list as their ‘make up artists’ we got straight in. It was crazy! Clearly all the super rich kids of Moscow were there. We were actually partying with the ‘new rich’ in Moscow! We got there at like 5am and the party carried on until past 9am, but we needed to leave then – we’d been out since 11.30pm the night before! So, exhausted, we had to walk to get the metro home. I arrived home at 10am. Just another night in Moskva…