I don't know if anyone remembers me saying how I went to do some (fashion) work in Russia, that while I was there I met an ex Soviet Union gymnast, started dating her and as a result moved there to live with her and work - despite her not speaking any English and me speaking no Russian.
This was at the end of our first year and we had both learned a few words. It's a 90 second, low res video, shot on a - I kid ye not - Fisher Price kid's camcorder using a sports finder.
(my work cameras during that era were the Nikon D2X - that's how long ago this is from). As ever, it'll only be online for a short time.
I don't want to embed it, so - https://youtu.be/9os_Vsnl8WA
The concert hall a few seconds into the video is where I heard my first Prokofiev, Shosty, and opera - magical years, for a number of reasons.