After breakfast, we took a walk in a small park near the hotel just to burn off some energy. We ate lunch, had a nap, and then pulled out that dreadful stroller for a walk to the mall. The battles over the stroller are getting less and less. A good sign as we will be using it more and more throughout the trip.
The mall (or Galleria, as locals call it) is huge. Four stories of every shop imaginable. It is easy to tell what Russian women put as a priority...shoes, bathing suits, and underwear. Almost every store in the mall had those items front and center, if not a store dedicated to one or another.
No mall is complete without a food court, and no food court is complete without (you guessed it) a Mcdonald's. It just so happened to be the busiest place in the mall. Dozens upon dozens of St. Petersburg's youth lined up (if that's what you call it---nobody waits in lines in Russia) to sample a taste of Western culture. But, that didn't discourage us from waiting for some of Ronald's finest. Macy would not be denied the chance to partake in her first chicken nugget. And, boy, was she satisfied. Nuggets, cheeseburger, fries...she loved it all.
Naturally, all that food, shopping and fresh air wears a little girl out, so back to the hotel we went to turn in for the night. I'm sure she's dreaming of her next happy meal! Welcome to America, Macy. There's plenty more where that came from.
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