It is our third day in Moscow and we found out where Russians eat (or at least could if they wanted) breakfast. I ordered a cup of tea and a muffin and Jenny got hot chocolate and a croissant. Everything seemed normal enough when they brought the food and drinks to our table, except there was a weird chocolate topping on Jenny's cup of hot chocolate. We figured they topped hot chocolate with chocolate instead of whipped cream in Russia. Except upon further inspection, the chocolate topping went all the way to the bottom of the cup. I guess hot chocolate in Russia is actually warm chocolate pudding. I guess that is why they brought Jenny a glass of water with her breakfast.
After breakfast we returned to the Red Square, this time to take a peak in the Lenin Mausoleum. While in line we were able to see the changing of the guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Two guards marched in, in a very CanCan-esque way, faced off with the two on duty and then switched spots. We watched the two departing soldiers dance, I mean march their way back across the park. We finally made it to the front of the line to see Lenin. After waiting in the bright sunlight for about an hour, the mausoleum was very dark. We had to navigate a dark maze with the help of appropriately placed guards before we rounded the last corner and saw Lenin himself. He was very waxy and looked like a display in Madame Tousard's Wax Museum. We stopped to take a better look, but were quickly rushed on by angry looking guards.
After the Mausoleum we headed off to the Tretyakov Gallery (lots of portraits of unknown (to me) Russians), Gorky Park (New York's Central Park meets the Santa Cruz Boardwalk), the Peter the Great Monument (gawky monument of Peter on a pirate ship) and to the Christ the Savior Cathedral (ornate, modern Cathedral) before returning to the hotel for a well deserved sleep.
After breakfast we returned to the Red Square, this time to take a peak in the Lenin Mausoleum. While in line we were able to see the changing of the guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Two guards marched in, in a very CanCan-esque way, faced off with the two on duty and then switched spots. We watched the two departing soldiers dance, I mean march their way back across the park. We finally made it to the front of the line to see Lenin. After waiting in the bright sunlight for about an hour, the mausoleum was very dark. We had to navigate a dark maze with the help of appropriately placed guards before we rounded the last corner and saw Lenin himself. He was very waxy and looked like a display in Madame Tousard's Wax Museum. We stopped to take a better look, but were quickly rushed on by angry looking guards.
After the Mausoleum we headed off to the Tretyakov Gallery (lots of portraits of unknown (to me) Russians), Gorky Park (New York's Central Park meets the Santa Cruz Boardwalk), the Peter the Great Monument (gawky monument of Peter on a pirate ship) and to the Christ the Savior Cathedral (ornate, modern Cathedral) before returning to the hotel for a well deserved sleep.
1 comment:
I'm so glad you posted a picture of this chocolate treat! It sounds yummy to me. It kind of reminds me of a hot chocolate I had in Barcelona that seriously tasted like a melted chocolate bar.
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