I was going to regale you here today with some street shots of Moscow like this one:
Now, in fairness, she is wearing leggings. Yup. Those are black leggings OVER black pantyhose. Once I got closer I could see her feet better. But the effect is that of what would generally cause me to mutter, "That's not a skirt. That's a BELT!"
Note also Dude. Who dressed Dude? Could he be any more ordinary and just . . . Dude-ish?
This, too, is typically Moscow: Gorgeous Knock-Out Babe and Dude.
But this is not what I came here to discuss today. I came here to show you more photos from yesterday. Like this one:
This is so typically downtown Moscow. Seems you just turn a corner and BAM! There is a cool church with beautiful domes. The church you see here with the green domes is part of the Vysokopetrovsky Monastery. Larissa, the tour guide from yesterday told me that at one time, and perhaps even now, public art was repaired on the monastery grounds. You would walk through on a visit (the monastery is apparently a repository for historical documents) and find a statue of Stalin with no nose or lying on the ground. This made her chuckle.
The red brick building on the left is a small theater. I found this sign for Romeo and Juliet in front of it. It opens December 22.
Back inside the Bolshoi Worskop, next to Vladimir the Shoemaker, I saw this:
On a wall in a prominent position, were photos of current employees who had significant years at the Workshop.
It was difficult to get a picture without glare or reflections, but you can see that Vera, above, was born in 1927 and has worked at the Bolshoi since 1943.
Oh, and here is why I do not drive in Moscow:
This is NOT rush hour. This is 1:30 on a Tuesday afternoon.
And now I must get dressed (still in my pajamas . . . horrors!) and go find the girls. Today is Wednesday, which means Skittles has ping-pong and later we go back to school for Baboo's fencing class. It's a very long day.