A Mall is NOT a Market...

I have been hearing about this market around town called the Gorbushka Market. From what I have heard, it was the biggest electronics market in town and one of the favorite hang out of college students. Due to my love of markets, I decided to check it out. Who doesn't love cheap, bootleg movies and crappy Russian music? So, with Jake, Asat, and Sarah and tow, I head off to the market. We get off at the appropriate station where I get slightly distracted at the local market and then head off to the electronics market. We look and look, but cannot find it. But wait, wasn't it supposed to be right off the metro. We see a sign and decide to follow it.

Finally, we end up in front of this modern, mall-looking building. A little confused, we walk in and find the Gorbushka shopping center. A market in only the vaguest of senses, the Gorbushka is a big (as in, really, really, big) mall filled with many shops and vendors selling everything from CDs to cameras and blenders. Jake loved it, but I can't say it was my favorite place ever. If I wanted to go to a mall, I would be in an American suburb. Prices were negotiable in some places and, in comparison to many places in Moscow, some of the electronics were cheaper, but still way more expense than prices in the US. Walked around a bit, but then headed home, slightly disappointed and freaking out because I lost one of my only weekend days left.

I have tomorrow (Monday) off, but because its a Monday, most museums are closed. Will probably go to the Kremlin. Tuesday is classes until 5pm and then to the theater through Sarah's program (because she is the only person in her program, they gave her two tickets to the opera so she wouldn't have to go alone – cool, no?). Wednesday is classes then standing in line outside the Bolshoi to try to get tickets to Spartacus (yea!). Then two full days until weekend and Ismalovo again.