~to russia with love 1

March 27, 2014

Here I am in front of the St Basil Cathedral located in the Red 
Square in Moscow, Russia!!  Who would have ever thought that 
we would journey to such an historic site!!  Spectacular!

You will notice that I have a shopping bag in almost every picture 
(I'm collecting Matryoshka Dolls for the kids ~ and yours truly 😉)!

Here we are in Rostov, Russia!!!  Our new friend picked us up at the 
airport and took us to our hotel room!  He was great and explained 
a few things and told us he would be back in a week to return us to the 
airport for our departure!!  A very nice greeting, and he spoke English!

We did a little sight seeing and . . .

A little shopping!! 

This was actually a whole weeks worth of shopping for my 
Matryoshka Dolls!!  I wanted to get one for each of the kids 
(not pictured are my Christmas Santa Dolls ~ adorable)!

  
Our 2nd order of business was Food!! At lunchtime it was 
pretty funny when we tried to order from the Kentucky Fried 
Chicken Restaurant – it was a kick (for them).  After getting
 through the hideous long line, I opened my mouth to try to order 
2 thighs and an ice cream in a cup, like a Sundae (because the 
girl in front of me had 2 – one with hot fudge and the other 
with caramel).  The gal behind the counter just looked at me as if 
I was speaking Greek!!  So after the panic of this poor girl 
trying to wait for me to speak Russian one of the guys went 
in the back to find someone who might have some idea of 
what I was saying while she just stood there looking down, 
up, around and anywhere except eye contact with me – 
seriously I was lifting up my leg and pointing to my thigh 
and holding up my fingers showing her that I wanted 2 
thighs – truly I think anyone could have figured that one out.  
Anyhoooo, the ‘English’ speaker told me that they didn’t 
have ice cream in a cup (yes, they did), fortunately there was 
a picture that had ice cream on a waffle so I just pointed to 
that and the guy standing next to me made sure the ‘interpreter’ 
got down 2 thighs, not 2 'fries'!!!  Needless to say everyone behind 
me was having a good chuckle. But in the end I got my thigh 
(and a wing/close but no cigar) and it was worth the humiliation 
because poor Bill just pointed to something and ended up with 2 
little strips of meat and a very small fry!!  The reward was being 
able to hold this little bundle of joy (who kept head butting me) 
so it made the experience of being made fun of worth it!!