Our third stop on the Baltic Cruise was Saint Petersburg, traditionally a two-night stopover on most Baltic cruises. Two other couples and Margaret and I decided to take advantage of the extra day and booked the most expensive excursion possible on this cruise, an early morning drive to the airport and about 13 hours in Moscow, before taking the one-hour hop back to our ship. It was an amazing day for all of us, but as a cold-war era child and avid reader of spy novels my entire life, Moscow held a certain attraction that I can't explain. It has always been mysterious, somewhat evil, dark, and unknown, and a destination I never thought I'd get to. We arrived in the midst of a heat wave, and hundreds of Russians died from the heat as the summer wore on. Thirteen hours in Moscow is nothing but the chance to see some major sights, take a ride on the fantastic Metro system, have beef stroganoff in a nice restaurant, be amazed by Red Square, and visit the Kremlin and its wonderful museum. Oh yeah, we sat in horrendous traffic for over a half hour at one light. Just incredible. This was a day I will remember for a long time. Nice to share it with the Nigels and the Georges (especially Sue and Julie).
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