Funny, we were out training and came back to get a tour of the facilities. We walked into this place and on the one floor of the building, sitting on the sofa watching TV was Vladimir Tkachenko, Olympic basketball player. No idea why he was there, but he was over 7 feet tall. He sat on one end of the sofa legs sprawled across the sofa hanging off the end. He would be the equivalent of shaq. This place took good care of us. They made sure to bring in coke and Pepsi for us This was in the late 80s. At night the Russian military guards allowed black market guys into the living quarters. They sold us anything Russian just to get American dollars. I have tons of Russian flags, pins, military hats, and other odd things. I traded a dollar or two for rubles that pretty much paid for everything that week. Can’t remember if it was Kiev or Minsk, but the streets were dead and stores empty, no people anywhere. Very odd really. We could walk into a market and we would be the only ones in there except for one worker who pretty much hid in the back until we checked out.