A day off...yippee! Ken and I attempted to sleep in, but the concrete bed makes it impossible. Seriously...the bed is hard as a rock and so is the pillow!
We started our morning at the fabulous Fresco Cafe and then took off for the Russian Market. We spent the next four hours walking around, shopping for silk scarves, purses, t-shirts and amazing photo opportunities. The Markets can only be described as stuffy, hot, dirty and maybe you could make the analogy of "Christmas Shopping on Steroids"! It is simply over whelming. The stench from the "food court" is nauseating. At times, I actually felt like I was having trouble breathing due to the complete lack of fresh air. The Market is a weave of tunnels that go deeper and deeper into an epicenter. Once inside, it is very difficult to navigate back outside. You have to follow the flicker of light to find the exit! Once you find the exit, you are often somewhere unfamiliar.
Tomorrow starts day seven of work. The final push to finish at least one home is upon us. Wish us well! Good night!
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