Moscow & St. Petersburg.
I had drinking chocolate every morning, snuck out while my father was napping to ride the metros alone, ate rum raisin ice cream for the first time (8 cents!), met Cossacks, went to a chocolate factory, saw an opera in Russian in an old palace, ate lots of borscht and saw Russian high school graduation.
My father knew a women there from his days in business so she took us to some of the sights in St. Petersburg. She was raised in Soviet Russia so her perspective on civil society was markedly different from our own - it was an eye opener to see the generation that was disenfranchised when capitalism appeared there.
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