Our room in the sleeper car had two sets of bunked beds and a small central table. Greg, who still has a big sleep debt to pay, climbed up top and fell asleep. The other three either drank tea or read or listed to music before going to sleep for the remainder of the eight hour trip.
When the train arrived in St. Petersburg, we got our stuff together and walked the ten minutes to Roman's fifth floor apt where we met his mother. For breakfast, blinis and sirniki with sour cream. We also got to meet Gregory the iguana, before falling back to sleep...
Monday, September 20, 2010
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