So the three of us and Luci decide to see Arbat Street. Hard Rock Cafe is also on this street. Sheri is not feeling well this morning but tries to come along. Such a trooper. After we get off the metro she has turned for the worse. We realized she drank the water by accident this morning. So lesson learned "Don't drink the water." Luci has never been to a Hard Rock and was curious about them. So I thought sure lets go there. Ha! only if it was that easy. We took the metro to Red Square because according to the map Hard Rock is near there. So, so far so good. Well as we are trying to navigate there we (or I) realize that I am not very good at reading a map in Russian nor am I very good in English. I am trying to read the roads and am making up familiar names to try to find out where I am going. So yes today I named a Russian street Oklahoma because it started with Ok. So in the end it took us 3 hours to find the Hard Rock Cafe. Once we found the place we went bold and asked for ice for our hot drinks and we slurped the drink down in one big gulp. The ice was quite refreshing. And a better achievement is that we are not sick from it. i think we did a big circle to find out exactly where we were going. I do feel that I know the Kremlin and the area around it quite well by now. Today would be the third day that we have been there. With this day I am tired. We have walked sooo much and taken many many stairs. I do have to say that Moscow is not stroller friendly or wheelchair for that matter. I am thankful that Luci and Sheri are there to help with all the stairs. There answer to a ramp for the stairs to the metro is to put two steel bars for where your wheels should go. If they don't fit then your screwed. Not to mention how steep it is. This week has taught me that I will have to rethink how I take Owen out. Or really that he needs to learn how to walk tomorrow.
At the end of the day Luci says to me "Do you realize what we did today? We left to eat lunch, we found the place and we came back to the hotel. All in six hours!"
One great thing about the Hard Rock Cafe was that everything was in English and we had a server that spoke very good English. It is amazing how you take your language for granted until you are in a foreign country.
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