18 дней в Петербурге: Днем 7.12

Finally, after weeks of my students telling me that all foreigners thought that Bears ran the streets of St.Petersburg-which I find odd since, it seems impossible to mistake a FooFooRat dog in a Pink Cozzie for a scary, hairy, bear- I found  ‘ARTBEAR’ lifting his paws, bumping to the latest rap-tastic beats.

I also found this in my flat (which oddly enough had more hair than ‘ARTBEAR’) in happy mid-contemplation of shaving duties.

Owning all things Fan-Tash-stic, he basked in his uncanny resemblance to saucy Freddie Mercury and carried on to work!