Today we took an electric bus to the Kremlin. It was a nice adventure, but tiring. I suppose we still are not completely recovered from jet lag. We Found Moscow to not be very stroller friendly. There are stairs, really steep curbs and narrow door ways with a little something to trip over in the bottom of almost everyone. It would be a hard place to cope in a wheel chair. I never would have attempted riding public transportation on my own. Nothing is in English and most people don’t speak it either. Ken did some research and I was game to be a follower. You should have seen how graceful we were getting on the bus. I had a bag, a folded stroller and a kid hanging over my arm like a doll, we had to pay and go through a turn style. Naomi chose this time to scream and kick a shoe off. All this while trying to watch out the window so we’d be sure to know where to get off when we came back. We were able to laugh at the situation. I think Naomi should take longer naps. She wakes up pretty easy. If you’ve seen a lot of pictures of her sleeping that’s when my hands are free.
We saw four really old churches. The oldest was built in the 1400’s.The church walls were covered in ancient paintings .I always enjoy seeing the kind of things I learned about in all those art history classes I took in college. There were also tomes of saints that died in the 1500’s. They have really high ceilings, so if your child screams it really echoes, and attracts a lot of attention. Putin’s office is somewhere in there, but we didn’t see him.
Since we got to Moscow I’ve rebelled against the proper dress code for children. People here are not quit so nosy, at least so far. I’ve been so frustrated with Naomi’s boots, they are too big and when I pick her up they fall off. I’ve been taking her out in shoes with her snow suit, I know, shameful! So far no one has said anything; I’m kind of paranoid though. Back in Khabarovsk it felt like the older women don’t have anything to do but evaluate the way you’ve dressed your child and point out the flaws, and scold you for it. Understanding the culture is hard for me. The people seem much more reserved towards strangers on the street, yet so assertive with their opinions.
Now it’s Sunday morning. We turned on the light and gave up on staying in bed at 5:30am. It’s snowing out today. We have today and tomorrow then we leave for the airport early Tuesday morning.
I’ve noticed something so cute about her that I don’t remember my boys doing. If she playing by herself for a little while she keeps trying to change her clothes. She’ll take off her clothes and spend a long time trying to dress herself in a different outfit, she’ll pull all her clothes out and have them all inside out lying around in piles. Reminds me of me as a teenager, or when I can’t find anything good to wear.
1 comment:
Wow Kitty - all your pictures of Moscow, the Kremlin, bring back many good memories! As you say, there is so much history in that city - just the architecture alone is mesmerizing. Can you believe you have made it this far? You are Awesome! You are so close to coming home! Good you were able to get out and do some sightseeing. We also found it a trip - literally - trying to navigate a stroller in Moscow. We made the mistake of getting on the subway, rush hour, with child and stroller in tow. Of the millions riding the subway that morning; I believe we had the only child on board. Did we ever get the looks (like the you are stupid Americans kind of looks). Whatever. We were on our way to see the oldest cathedral - Church of the Risen Savior - absolutely stunning. And that subway system is unbelievable - a piece of art as well. So anxious to meet Naomi, you'll soon be home!
xoxo M
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