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This is a story from December 2010 on my first trip to Russia but I wanted to share it anyway.

I was in St. Petersburg in Russia to celebrate the Finnish day of Independence, it might sound a bit offending but the 6th of December is an extra day off from work which meant an extended weekend that year .There was not a single reason to stay home so I decided together with some friends to take the ferry to St. Petersburg to experience the true Russian winter…

One night we went out to check out the Russian nightlife, I had heard a lot of rumours about it so it was interesting to investigate if the rumours were true. We went to various clubs and bars and at some point we all ended up in a club called Akakao. There we could experience the true Russian spirit and it was alive and well. People were downing vodka like there was no tomorrow and the atmosphere was the best ever. They were playing the Russian national anthem and they had a big painting of Vladimir Putin on the wall. A few hours later we were all busy doing our own thing. I spent half the night messing around with a Russian girl on the dance floor. At some point we got thirsty so I decided to go to the bar to get some refreshing drinks. In front of the bar were a row of pillars and when I passed them an angry Russian showed up and pushed me hard up against one of them. He started to shout something in Russian and I couldn’t understand a single thing of what he was saying. All of sudden he flashed with a big badass knife in front of my eyes and then he pushed it against my throat. Again he started to talk something and I still couldn’t figure out what his problem was but it sounded very threatening. Then the Russian girl showed up and she started to yell at him, it didn’t help very much because the situation only got more intense after that. After that he looked me in the eyes and grabbed something from the back of his pants and then he pulled a gun! Five seconds later I had a knife against my throat and a gun pointed at my head. I thought that ok, so this is it,this is the way it’s going to end. He held his position for maybe 30 seconds and looked me in the eyes with a serious look, a true killer look. Then all of a sudden his face bursted into a smirk and one minute later he took me to the bar and offered me multiple shots of vodka. I had no idea of where my friends were and the Russian girl also disappeared so after a few shots I decided that maybe it’s time to leave…

I was a little bit surprised that no one around seemed to care very much about the whole drama except the Russian girl. The music was playing and people were dancing and drinking. Everything seemed to be completely normal. They had also metal detectors at the entrance so I have no idea how the guy got the weapons inside.
Maybe it’s just Russia.

I have no idea why he acted as he did, maybe it was his girlfriend that I messed around with.
Or was it just the Russian way of having fun?
(07-10-2013 05:34 PM)Chaos Wrote: [ -> ]This is a story from December 2010 on my first trip to Russia but I wanted to share it anyway.

I was in St. Petersburg in Russia to celebrate the Finnish day of Independence, it might sound a bit offending but the 6th of December is an extra day off from work which meant an extended weekend that year .There was not a single reason to stay home so I decided together with some friends to take the ferry to St. Petersburg to experience the true Russian winter…

One night we went out to check out the Russian nightlife, I had heard a lot of rumours about it so it was interesting to investigate if the rumours were true. We went to various clubs and bars and at some point we all ended up in a club called Akakao. There we could experience the true Russian spirit and it was alive and well. People were downing vodka like there was no tomorrow and the atmosphere was the best ever. They were playing the Russian national anthem and they had a big painting of Vladimir Putin on the wall. A few hours later we were all busy doing our own thing. I spent half the night messing around with a Russian girl on the dance floor. At some point we got thirsty so I decided to go to the bar to get some refreshing drinks. In front of the bar were a row of pillars and when I passed them an angry Russian showed up and pushed me hard up against one of them. He started to shout something in Russian and I couldn’t understand a single thing of what he was saying. All of sudden he flashed with a big badass knife in front of my eyes and then he pushed it against my throat. Again he started to talk something and I still couldn’t figure out what his problem was but it sounded very threatening. Then the Russian girl showed up and she started to yell at him, it didn’t help very much because the situation only got more intense after that. After that he looked me in the eyes and grabbed something from the back of his pants and then he pulled a gun! Five seconds later I had a knife against my throat and a gun pointed at my head. I thought that ok, so this is it,this is the way it’s going to end. He held his position for maybe 30 seconds and looked me in the eyes with a serious look, a true killer look. Then all of a sudden his face bursted into a smirk and one minute later he took me to the bar and offered me multiple shots of vodka. I had no idea of where my friends were and the Russian girl also disappeared so after a few shots I decided that maybe it’s time to leave…

I was a little bit surprised that no one around seemed to care very much about the whole drama except the Russian girl. The music was playing and people were dancing and drinking. Everything seemed to be completely normal. They had also metal detectors at the entrance so I have no idea how the guy got the weapons inside.
Maybe it’s just Russia.

I have no idea why he acted as he did, maybe it was his girlfriend that I messed around with.
Or was it just the Russian way of having fun?

Sounds to me like you were messing with his gf/friend and he could have been connected to the local Mafia. See this video out of Russian Mafia



smack in the middle of Kiev (you'd think they'd be more careful as it's "another country"), notice how everyone just stairs in amazement and is making a point to walk around them....these are definitely people you don't want to mess with as an outsider.
(07-11-2013 01:39 PM)BCZalgyris Wrote: [ -> ]
(07-10-2013 05:34 PM)Chaos Wrote: [ -> ]This is a story from December 2010 on my first trip to Russia but I wanted to share it anyway.

I was in St. Petersburg in Russia to celebrate the Finnish day of Independence, it might sound a bit offending but the 6th of December is an extra day off from work which meant an extended weekend that year .There was not a single reason to stay home so I decided together with some friends to take the ferry to St. Petersburg to experience the true Russian winter…

One night we went out to check out the Russian nightlife, I had heard a lot of rumours about it so it was interesting to investigate if the rumours were true. We went to various clubs and bars and at some point we all ended up in a club called Akakao. There we could experience the true Russian spirit and it was alive and well. People were downing vodka like there was no tomorrow and the atmosphere was the best ever. They were playing the Russian national anthem and they had a big painting of Vladimir Putin on the wall. A few hours later we were all busy doing our own thing. I spent half the night messing around with a Russian girl on the dance floor. At some point we got thirsty so I decided to go to the bar to get some refreshing drinks. In front of the bar were a row of pillars and when I passed them an angry Russian showed up and pushed me hard up against one of them. He started to shout something in Russian and I couldn’t understand a single thing of what he was saying. All of sudden he flashed with a big badass knife in front of my eyes and then he pushed it against my throat. Again he started to talk something and I still couldn’t figure out what his problem was but it sounded very threatening. Then the Russian girl showed up and she started to yell at him, it didn’t help very much because the situation only got more intense after that. After that he looked me in the eyes and grabbed something from the back of his pants and then he pulled a gun! Five seconds later I had a knife against my throat and a gun pointed at my head. I thought that ok, so this is it,this is the way it’s going to end. He held his position for maybe 30 seconds and looked me in the eyes with a serious look, a true killer look. Then all of a sudden his face bursted into a smirk and one minute later he took me to the bar and offered me multiple shots of vodka. I had no idea of where my friends were and the Russian girl also disappeared so after a few shots I decided that maybe it’s time to leave…

I was a little bit surprised that no one around seemed to care very much about the whole drama except the Russian girl. The music was playing and people were dancing and drinking. Everything seemed to be completely normal. They had also metal detectors at the entrance so I have no idea how the guy got the weapons inside.
Maybe it’s just Russia.

I have no idea why he acted as he did, maybe it was his girlfriend that I messed around with.
Or was it just the Russian way of having fun?

Sounds to me like you were messing with his gf/friend and he could have been connected to the local Mafia. See this video out of Russian Mafia



smack in the middle of Kiev (you'd think they'd be more careful as it's "another country"), notice how everyone just stairs in amazement and is making a point to walk around them....these are definitely people you don't want to mess with as an outsider.

Funny back in the day, me and my co workers use to flag down cars to take us to work in Kiev(we worked outside of center). The common way to travel is to hold out hand and wave down drivers. Usually, we get picked up by a Lada. But once in a while one of these mafia drivers in A luxury car would stop and take us to work. Basically these thugs try to make money on the side while their bosses are working, at meetings, intimidating people,etc......so they moonlight as gypsy cabs while they are free.We got to feel like mafia kingpins in the back seat. I always wondered what would happen to us if we vomited in the car.
In Russia they just don't care.


(07-11-2013 01:39 PM)BCZalgyris Wrote: [ -> ]Sounds to me like you were messing with his gf/friend and he could have been connected to the local Mafia. See this video out of Russian Mafia



smack in the middle of Kiev (you'd think they'd be more careful as it's "another country"), notice how everyone just stairs in amazement and is making a point to walk around them....these are definitely people you don't want to mess with as an outsider.

They were not Russians judging by the number plates.

There are a lot of these types in Monaco and Nice. You see a lot of Rolls Royce's with Russian plates down there being driven by these big types but they tend to behave down there I think. I was with my daughter sitting by the beach on Cape Ferrat a year back and it was overlooked by a large villa. Standing on the terrace drinking were three or four Russian mafia types, bare chested and covered in prison tattoos. Again, if you don't get involved with their life they have no interest in you. It was completely different however on my first trip to the FSU in 1993. The lobby of my hotel in Kiev, the Bratislava, was full of tracksuit wearing thugs who would stare you down for no reason. For a very naive fresh out of private school English kid it was pretty unnerving to have to walk past them to get to the lift each day. Kiev really was pretty lawless back then and there were horror stories in the press all the time, it was extremely poor in a way hard to comprehend now. I remember being in the main railway station waiting hall and dead pigeons hanging from the broken ceiling fans, it was like the third world. The people however were incredibly nice. In my two months in Moscow on that trip I saw the then mafia at work a few times on the streets. There was a kiosk near my apartment that I saw smashed to bits and its owner beaten to a pulp by them probably for not paying his roof. I saw a Caucasian flower seller on Prospekt Mira have the beating of his life served to him one evening by the mafia types, it was pretty messed up. Fortunately things have progressed a little now and the mafia usually do their dirty work behind closed doors.
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