came to Murmansk late Tuesday night. Passing through
the restricted zone where towns like Nickel was
visable in the cold otside our buswindows was a bit
eary.
For lack of better information we stayed at quite a
nice hotel in Murmansk that night where we could enjoy
our last baths and get everything ready for the long
train ride to Moscow.
Early Wednesday we were plowing through the shlushy
streets of Murmansk to find a money changer and buy
our train tickets. Both of these tasks were done much
faster than we expected and we were able to enjoy the
rest of the day eating pancakes and looking at
whatever Murmansk had to show us. Its a real
industrial city without much decoration but it is
friendly alive and very vibrant.
That evening we got onto the train and settled in our
little coner of a 3rd class train wagon that sleeps
54.
The 38 hours that followed allowed us much opportunity
to onserve our Russian companions passing the time in
whatever way they liked best: the men next to us drank
a lot, but slowly, so it never got out of hand, the
ladies accross, slept and read, ate a bit read again
and slept some more. I spent my time with Embroidery
while Eugenie played Sudoko. And outside the white
forrests and lakes of Siberia passed us by.
We arrived in Moscow yesterday morning, checked into
Galina's flat where hosted in all the typical Russian
houshold comforts. Then we set out to see the CITY.
Eugeinie took me to saee the University, a very
impressive building, and the beautiful Sparro Hills
full of walk ways and with the most impressive view of
Moscow. We took the tram back and saw Moscow in early
spring.
We met Carol Singleton for coffee and prayer in the
late afternoon and then we went to look for a stone on
the Red Square.
Go to Go!!!!
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