Russia 2017 - Day 8
The Writing Hub • 26 September 2017
(Tuesday 12, September)
Again we were able to have a nice lay in before breakfast, and were able to see the beautiful scenery as we sailed along the river. At 11:00am we arrived in Mandrogui (Мандрогуи) and were given time to explore the island on our own. We went and saw the animals, some were big while others were cute and cuddly, and took lots of photos. The squirrel wasn't in a good shape as he was running around like crazy, he probably couldn't remember where he had hidden his nuts, while the goat had a proper goaty beard going on.
After the animals we explored some interesting buildings that were made out of wood. We saw traditional weaving and musical instruments; we also had a Shesh Kebab for lunch which was very nice. We then explored the other part of the island before getting back on board ready to depart for St Petersburg. Later in the afternoon we had our final Russian language lesson, we all passed the final test and gained a certificate to show that we had completed the course.
Dinner was served at the usual time of half seven and was another three course meal, it was then up to the conference room for the talent show which everyone was involved in and was very good indeed. Our group sung two traditional folk songs, and of course in Russian, which sounded quite nice even though we didn’t rehearse that much. Afterwards it was time to head to the bar to have a few drinks and play some games before going to bed.
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