Today we visited the Kremlin. Because we earlier days were overwhelmed and fatigued by all the impressions, today we have chosen to see it all at rest. That the Russians are unrelenting, we noticed immediately. Michael's student (without date) was not accepted for discount (yes, we tried to defraud ...). And although dozens of people went through the gates with bags, we had our issue. Stupidly, we were obviously the hats and gloves in the bag forget that we are numb to the Kremlin.
After a short walk across a beautiful bridge with a gateway to the Kremlin, I stood there somewhat surprised. Modern buildings all around me and not what any historical importance did! We walked further and found an enormous cannon, called the canon of the Tsar. Cannon balls as big as my thigh! Very impressive. Then revealed the world of golden turrets themselves to us. We played eavesdropper at a passing group and found out that the colors in the church have a meaning. Gold stood for the divine, green for life, and blue for the Virgin Mary and the innocence. Hence all those golden domes.
What followed I will not describe in detail. I can briefly say that it was overwhelming, magnificent and beautiful, but being I've seen enough icons and iconostases and that lack of English captions to much speculation and sometimes led hilarity.
After all this splendor we have simply to a Metro station delicious hot sandwiches bought and eaten. Because we as experienced subway-goers' the way enough to know we are "sophisticated" four stops went looking for a sidewalk café. Here we walked to a market with mobile stalls where everything was displayed behind glass, because cold. Then enjoyed a delicious cup of coffee and tea, with what I thought was a sweet roll, but what appeared to be meat and onion. Just before we were back at the hostel, we are still in discovery went to a supermarket somewhere in the neighborhood. Along the still effervescent tablets bought (yes Mom, I really pay attention to the vitamins!) And some good food for the train smashed. Some supermarket gives a good picture of what one considers important: eight shelves alcohol versus half shelf fruit and vegetables, lots of deep fear and meat and two shelves full of different types of oil. You can imagine that those beautiful Russian women with a diet not long remain conserved.
Because we want to adapt well, we have the whole night on the vodka sat with the 'responsible' frozen lasagna dinner and blini (pancakes) with boneless meat with jam. Very disgusting actually.
The washing is done, the tickets were met: first still packing and then we are ready for the train, tomorrow. But first we go tomorrow and see Lenin spin on the ice in Gorky Park. Life is pretty good in Moscow ...
