Day three was pretty quiet. Owing to the perfection of the weather we decided just to head out to one of the parks, accompanied by some chocolate croissants.
A sixteenth-century church. One of the few with a tent-style top.
Tonight we get on a night train bound for St. Petersburg and points north. We [...]
We set out under a white sky that drizzled indecisively most of the day.
The Russians really value their authors. The gentleman above wrote a thick book on World War II. The horse heads you can barely see in the background are set in the bank of a hill and, when the water is [...]
Well, let’s get this photo out of the way right out of the gate:
Red Square at twighlight, trying not to look exhausted.
We arrived at around 4 AM our time, and stumbled into the puddly, smokey Moscow airport in a daze of excitement and slight trepidation. Apart from a sour young customs lady who snapped [...]
On Saturday Elizabeth and I are headed to Moscow. I am calm about this as long as I don’t look at any Cyrillic.
In honor of this, my first trip to a country where I don’t speak the language (i.e. a country that doesn’t speak Ammmerikan), I’ve convinced myself that it is actually a reasonable [...]