We had a bit of time to relax thins morning as our Kremlin tour with the guide did not start until 11am. We were supposed to meet the guide at 10am, and Sara sent me to the other hotel reception to meet her. I didn't know what she looked like so this proved a little difficult….trying to suss out random Russians. The guide did not make an appearance until about 11am so I spent about forty minutes thinking I must have missed her.

We followed the guide down to the metro and got the train to the Kremlin, the guide gave us a spiel about the Kremlin's history before we were let in through security. It is still the home of the Russian parliament, so this is understandable. I don't know what I was expecting from the Kremlin, but whatever it was, I didn't get it.

The Kremlin is a mish mash of government buildings, churches and museums surrounded by a high medieval wall. The churches inside were absolutely stunning. All had gold domes and the icons inside were so colourful! In one of the churches rested the bones of the famous Ivan the terrible. The guide told us that the name, the terrible, had been mistranslated and that the Russians had actually named him Ivan the Severe. Inside the Kremlin were also the worlds larges cast bell and the worlds largest cannon. Not sure how true those claims are but they were both pretty massive. Some of the buildings included the residence where Stalin and Lenin had once lived and still had the old Soviet hammer and sickle emblem on them, It was so cold inside the Kremlin, I had dressed for it by wearing a long sleeve shirt, a jumper and my big quilt coat and still it wasn't enough. I actually had two hoods on and had covered half my face with my scarf, using my sunglasses to hold it in place!

After the Kremlin the guide offered to take the group up to Red Square and Sara and I went off to find our local operator so we could collect our tickets from Moscow to St Petersburg for tomorrow night. We got off at a station with a horrendously long Cyrillic name, which I will now just call Hobo station as those are the first four letters and walked up to the travel office and collected the tickets.

We then had lunch in a nice restaurant…I had a basket of pies, which were not really pies at all, but rather bread stuffed with nice fillings. We managed to get back to the hotel at about 6pm, catch up on a bit of paperwork, before taking some members of the group out for dinner at a traditional Russian restaurant at 8pm.

We took our little gathering to the restaurant and lo and behold….they actually served Efes beer! Which everyone including me proceeded to order, we also were given the customary free vodka shots. My liver is going to disown me by the end of the season!