DISCRIMINATION OF FOREIGNER IN RUSSIA

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Interracial marriage is not easy. You needed to adjust with each others culture, traditions and most importantly to deal with the discrimination that comes with it.
My husband and I leave Moscow with a smile on our faces and ready for a new challenge...
We are now at the train station, waiting for the train to take us back to Krasnodar. We are looking forward to the night so we can get a good night's sleep after an exhausting day.
Our morning on the train started out great. We got to talk to the guy who's staying on the bottom bunk under me. His name is Maxim He sings, writes music, and is on his way to Voronezh to be the lead singer in a new band. Soon it will be his station, and our paths will part. We wished him good luck, ate breakfast together, and went back to our beds.
The day was quiet. My husband and I ate bananas, I listened to my favorite podcast on my headphones, and fiddled with a lamp. We were a little bored, so we decided to take a nap.

We woke up to the noise of two women in the bunks below us. It turned out that they were drunk and continued to drink on the train.
Boria calmly asked them to stop drinking and not to disturb the people next to them.
Instead of complying with his simple request, they started mocking him and me.

I don’t speak Russian and fortunately doesn't understand what they say to me.

Boria stepped away for a while and when he came back he saw these women trying to explain to me through the translator on the phone. I definitely looked upset. They succeeded to offend me with their words.
The situation was escalating by the minute.
The insolence and rudeness of these people had long since crossed all boundaries. My husband said he would have gladly thrown them off the train with his own hands, but Boria and I don't want any more trouble. We need to get out of this situation the legal way.
He decided to tell me what they were saying because I didn't understand what was going on.
He said that he didn't expect me to swear back at them. I even tried to attack one of the women because of anger. Even though this woman was three times my size. Boria never seen me get so angry, he told that I am like a little soft kitten. I don’t even raise my voice to people older than me because I consider it disrespectful.
My husband felt sorry for me when I started crying. I was in a lot of pain and I didn’t understand why I deserved such humiliation and insult.
We called train security to deal with the situation.
The train manager came over and told us that the women would be forced to get off at the next station.
I looked them over and couldn't hide my smile. I was happy that we had gotten justice and that the people who had wronged us had gotten what they deserved.
It was half an hour before the train stopped and the women were back again.
We didn't know what else to expect from them, so Boria kept filming just in case.
At the station, the police came into the train. They took statements from us and the people who had witnessed the incident.
I told that I saw one of the women had tried to bribe train security not to call the police. That didn't work.
They were escorted off the train, and we breathed a sigh of relief. They would probably be taken to the police station and spend the night there.

Finally my husband and I could sit quietly and eat our dinner.
A man and a woman who are resting in adjoining beds treated us to chocolate and tangerines. The conductor and train security apologized for the inconvenience and told us that we could sleep in the lower bunks if we wanted. Those beds were now vacant. We said thank you to the train workers, police officers, and all the kind people who helped us.
Our carriage was once again filled with pleasant silence and tranquility.
The next morning our train arrived in Krasnodar. We got off the train and went to the bus stop.
It was cold outside, despite the fact that it was the second half of March.
We bought coffee so we wouldn't freeze waiting for the bus.
We are so glad to be home. We miss our mom, our bed, and our home-cooked meals. And we especially can't wait to book our plane tickets to the Philippines, pack our bags, and get out of this country as soon as possible.
In the next episode, we will spend our remaining days in Russia and prepare to move to the Philippines