Kuchkov's Guest House
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... had a choice of 49 churches to attend! We visited the stunning blue onion domed and sprinkled with gold stars, Cathedral of the Nativity of the Virgin within the Kremlin as well the Monastery of our Saviour and St Euthimis, which is another walled community further down the street.
... I ordered a tasting set of the alcoholic honey ale. I was served a tray with ten small cups each filled with a different flavor, or mix of flavors, such as lime tree blossoms, rose petals, or juniper berries. It was an enjoyable experience. I like mead. It was approaching dinnertime, so we found another local restaurant. I ordered fish in a clay pot, a traditional dish. I liked it too. After dinner, we headed back to the hostel. I was not looking forward to tonight's ...
Suzdal, we were told, is the premiere tourist town in Russia and has retained much of Russia's pre-Soviet architecture and thus has become a central living museum for many remnants which have been brought here from around the country. Overall impression was of a small rundown town with many churches but not a lot of life. At bit like the Russians themselves, you probably have to ...
... like paradise!
Woke up around 9, showered and then went in search of breakfast. What I thought was mist was in fact misty rain. Pulled out the ole raincoat which managed to fit over my day pack too. The dirt road had turned rather muddy overnight so I was very glad for my Vivo boots. Grabbed a couple of very yummy pastries for breakfast from a tiny cafe in the Gostiny Dvor (trading arcade). That and a bottle of water cost me 50 roubles (about $1.50). A welcome ...
... take us straight
to where we wanted to go, but as with every trip we have been on, you are never
100% sure if you will make it to your desired destination. After once again
gluing my nose to the window and reciting the first few letters of the town’s
name in Russian Cyrillic, we got to where we wanted to be – in the pouring rain
– no surprise there! We took a battered old bus to the centre of the town and