Paul and I spent an enjoyable day at the Rock Church, where Paul played the organ and all rejoiced. We walked around the fort - Suomenlinna. 
I thought this door was precious and totally didn’t see that funny hat above me!
A night at sea.
You may notice Paul still in a red shirt, still his clothes did not make it to the ship. Our Russian excursion was short and sweet and the tour guide ignored our questions about the recent political changes and it's effect on the people. We learned that the birth rate was $0 because the average Russian makes $500 a month. Little to live on and even less to raise a family on.
At Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood, this church was erected after a Czar’s son was murdered.
At the Hermitage, we learned that all the real art was in the basement (or elsewhere) and that lil Russion ladies would slap your wrist if you tried to touch anything. Even this “onyx” vase. I reached out to touch and noticed that it was chipping – fake!
Midsummer’s Eve is so called because this close to the North Pole, the sun doesn’t set for more than 1-2 hours. Thank goodness we had blackout shades in our room. This photo was taken at 1130pm.
In Estonia they make beautiful sweaters from wool. Paul bought be a beautiful orange and red shawl on the streets.
I’ve got a thing for ornate doors. Look at how beautiful this is!
In Poland, there were many young folks – since we stopped in Gydansk, a college town. We ate lunch and then purchased some tan shoes for Pablo and dealt with the tour guides incessant “Ladies and Gentlemen” speeches.
We set up the camera on timer and let it take this fun photo of us.
Although the 3 hour train ride to Berlin was a bit much, but we enjoyed Berlin immensely. We took the Jewish experience excursion and stopped at the new Jewish History museum. The sites were absolutely profound.
We had the best time in Copenhagen where we went to Tivoli Gardens and listened to music and walked down the streets in Neuhaven, Denmark. We had massages and watched Capoera. The best part about wrapping up in Copenhagen was the Marriott Bed - heavenly.
