As we walked around random Russian people kept shouting ‘Devushka!’ at us, and anytime we stopped for even a second to look at something we were pounced on usually by a little old Russian man. I wanted to buy a fur hat and every time I pointed at one that I thought was pretty it was then forced onto my head and the seller would then tell me that it made me look beautiful and I had to buy it that second.
One of the best techniques we found for getting the price reduced was to have a look at something then say ‘Hmmm ok I will have a think then return’ we did with one old man who was selling propaganda pictures and books and he halved the price instantly. Score!
Walking through the Turkish sellers section was the most bizarre as they would randomly shout ‘I love you, you buy my bag?!’ Becky and I were fairly sure that if we had had a guy with us then they would have tried to buy us or trade us for something from him. It was a very creepy but fun experience and we were both very glad that we had come together and not alone.
I am now all set to return to the