With a stomach full of pancakes, I went to the museum for an hour or so in the morning. I don't know quite what to call this giant black dish, but it's huge. Did a sketch of Jupiter, then met with a couple of the volunteers who showed me some St Petersburg sights, until we got too cold. Below is the Armenian church—for Katherine and Mike.
Found the music to Dr Zhivago in the cupboard in my room, so found myself playing it on the piano, which is also in my room, this evening. Funny because I watched it for the first time on the plane over here. I must admit I find the tune a little creepy, it reminds me of circuses.
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