Crossing half of the world West to East was not nearly as challenging as travelling across most of Russia from North to South. Surprisingly, following strict international travel regulations was not very difficult: they were clear and actually doable. It almost seemed like the Russian quarantine and sanitary policies, on the other hand, were designed to be confusing and, consequently, broken left and right. For example, the voice from the loudspeakers at every subway station in Moscow was continuously repeating that no one can travel without a mask and gloves, while a stream of passengers was passing the officers at the door with masks below their chin and not even the officers themselves wearing gloves. Trying my best to blend in and yet taking reasonable sanitary precautions has not been an easy task, especially when the local ratio of following/ignoring federal regulations vary so widely depending on the longitude and, especially, the distance from Moscow.