One would think the combination of the above two things would be something of a horror story. If the overall experience of overland motorcycle riding makes riding in the rain worth it in the long run, for the most part a rainy ride is something you want to avoid and drives you to take shelter if at all possible.
Russians are wonderfully warm and open hearted people, EXCEPT when required to work in the service industry. If Germany is a service desert, purchasing anything in Russia is an exercise in masochism.
Shortly after leaving Marina and her family our ride went from sunshine to rain, and our only point of shelter was the gas station. We decided to inject caffeine into our veins, as coffee makes everything more bearable.
The gas attendant brought us our coffees, and when I attempted to pay he flat out refused our money. He then brought us out Snickers. And chips. And a second round of coffees. Then when he discovered I was from Canada he called his sister in Canada (on his mobile phone) to ask her if we needed help with anything. (I do not even want to think about his phone bill). Then when we refused to anything else he filled a bag with more chocolate and chips and forced it onto the motorcycles.
As I write this I am terribly behind in the blog, this occurred the same day we left Marina, but the rest of the trip has been the same. The only thing we seem to have to worry about is being killed with kindness and being overfed.