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Archive for May 17th, 2006

Since we are planning to leave Russia tomorrow, we wanted to share a few views of Moscow.

A view of the local HEB’ski.  Keith, Julia and I have really enjoyed the variety of European cheeses and the Russian chocolate available.  Keith has been popping antibiotics for some chest crud so he’s been chowing a daily yogurt, too, which is full of fruit and grains.  We’ve learned to drink our Coca-Cola Light warm.

And what a view!  We’re thinking this bad boy may need some sweet, sweet $.97 tighty whities from Wal-Mart.

So, your kids want to view The Wild?  It’s been in theaters worldwide a month and on DVD here just as long.  Julia is watching it now – 100 rubles ($4) from a street vendor.  Let’s just say it was sans – ummm – all that silly plastic wrapping.

A view through a window at our favorite Russian fast food being made – huge, folded-over thin pancakes filled with most anything.  We’ve had ham and cheese, mushrooms, apples and caramel, honey, butter, mystery meat – all good.  The batter is poured on griddle #1 and butter-brushed before flipping to griddle #2 for filling.  Then it’s folded over into a multi-layered triangle and served piping-hot, wrapped in paper.  About 50 – 75 rubles ($2 – $3.)  Food is very expensive here; we’ll walk a long way to find one of these vendors.  Fooz-naw! (tasty)

A view from the floor of Mikhail D’s. (Yes, Keith was embarrassed and walked away.)  Russian women put Imelda Marcos to shame.  You’ve never seen such spiky-healed footwear.  I’d be in the hospital if I tried walking in their shoes on these uneven, cobbled streets.  Keith and I speak in code when there’s a pair worth a google – “SA” – “Stiletto Alert.”

Finally – Miss Julia’s favorite view from any street in Moscow.

Dos Vadanya!  We’ll e-speak again from SA Town.  I am clicking my (stiletto-less) heels together right now….there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home……