We have a gorgeous view from our room; we overlook the flat roof of the immigration building. As the wind blew and the rain poured, I admired the way the waves of water seemed to dance on the tar paper roofline. Ahhhhhh, the day looks like an adventure.
Our call time for the excursion was even earlier this morning. We had to report at 7:00 a.m. for another ten hour guided mass sojourn to the summer palace of Catherine the Great. Ellie is feeling a bit better, but definitely moody. More than a bit of teen attitude. Grumpy, I mean Grampy, would rather have a case of jock itch than get up to stand outside a palace in the rain, but he gamely agrees to go.