We decided to stop in for a very late breakfast at Shokoladnitsa café. This means chocolate and chocolate anything is a magnet for Randy. We managed to find some blini on the menu, mine was chocolate and Randys was bilberry. Neither of us have any idea what a bilberry was. According to Wikipedia, bilberry is known in English by a very wide range of local names including blaeberry, whortleberry, (ground) hurts, whinberry, winberry, windberry, wimberry, myrtle blueberry and fraughan. Not a single one have I ever heard before BUT more importantly it tasted delicious.
Even though we were starting late in the day we decided to explore a bit further today and head out to Kolomenskoye. This was our first time on the Metro. As we are learning Moscow is not built for babies in strollers. There are stairs everywhere! Luckily there were two of us to carry his stroller up and down all these stairs.
The Metro was super easy but some of us were tired out from all those stairs.
I decided Adam should dress like a Russian gymnast and he was super happy with my fashion choice.
Kolomenskoye is a really pretty park right on the Moscow river and has churches and historic buildings from the 15th to the 20th century. I wasn’t actually expecting much from the description in the guide book and in all honesty just let Randy pick what he wanted to do since he starts work tomorrow. But I was surprised at how beautiful it was. I really enjoyed it. It reminded me of a park in London. In fact, I’ve been really surprised at how much Moscow reminds me of Europe. Mostly Paris but London as well.
We even managed to find a food truck with blini (which I’ve come to realize are really just Russian for crepes) and a beer for Randy and we sat in the grass to eat.
Despite the rain, day two in Moscow was great as well. Tomorrow Randy is off to work and Adam and I are on our own to explore!
Love the outfit, and love that you tried to go to the market where I ran into Lance Bass circa 2001. I do want to see Adam in one of his new French chic outfits though!
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He actually wore his French sweater from Aunt Daf and Uncle Meej but we don't have photographic evidence! And he wore his car shirt…which is for a very skinny 12 month old French baby. But it's been actually a little cooler here so we may have to layer.
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I'm back, tired, and not in the mood to do anything but catch-up on this blog. What a surprise to be greeted by the most adorable feet in the world! Thanks for making my day, Adam.I also want to hear more about Daphne's Lance Bass encounter…
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