On the last full day we went to a few different places. One of them was a large shopping center under red Square. I don't know the name of it but its 3 stories underground, and its main entrance is from the metro. Masha was trying to find a gift for her mother, but the thing she was interested in they didn't have the right version of. The shopping center was very interesting, it was very large. Just a little smaller than the Rosdail mail. Totally underground, you can see the top of it on Google Earth, but it looks like a dome on the ground, which is a skylight.
We walked allot in Moscow on our last night. Mom, don't be to upset, but I have things to tell you that might make you a little crazy. We had a wonderful time. I did not have a single moment of unhappiness or disappointment. Masha was more wonderful than I could have expected or hopped for, and Russia was far more friendly and fun than I had anticipated. It was very safe. If you could see a monument you could see a police officer, and if you are in St. Peters or Moscow then you can see a monument. I don't think I was ever out of shouting distance from an police officer for if I needed one. Never was I given an unfriendly look, and many times people approached me and asked me questions in Russian, so I look enough like I belonged that people did not assume I was an American tourist as apposed to a Russian tourist. I had a strange sense of belonging that I'm not used to. I'm not sure if its the more social attitudes of the people or just being with Masha.
The only thing I will say is without an interpreter, it would be a difficult trip. In Moscow many people speak English, but in St. Peters there was very very little. If any one wants to go, I'm happy to go along, and I'm sure I could convince Masha to come again.
So Chicago cancled my flight to minneapolis, so I got to spend an extra day on the trip. I'm about to board a plane to Minneapolis finaly, and get home.
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