One of the things whitaker and I often noticed in Moscow was people kissing everywhere: In the middle of sidewalks, on benches, ... even one case where a couple driving around that inner ring around the Kremlin pulled over to the right lane, hopped out of their car, kept the right door open, music blaring, and danced/kissed for quite some time on a little wall there, dancing to the music from their car, while cars drove around their lane-blocking car.
It was all pretty cute.
I think I found the only power outlet in this airport. And in a Nichtraucherbereich, as well! 3 hours until boarding. I keep almost saying спасибо to waitresses instead of Danke.