The afternoon was spend with shopping, something Varinka really enjoyed and basically did all day. She knew all the good bargains and good shops and shared them with Rebecca.<br/><br/>During lunch Rebecca seemed really interested in the Russian people and Moscow and Varinka took her for the 'red square walk'.<br/><br/>The two women walked across the river and the high walls of the Kremlin. Varinka started humming the anthem as the set foot onto the Red Square and stopped moving. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. This was her city and she was absolutely in love with it. Deep down inside she actually felt like the American tourist was befouling the holiest of holiest. Fighting back tears of joy and pride she felt when she looked at the national thee colour waving over the square, she waved the American.<br/><br/>"St Basil's is over there." She pointed across the square and showed Rebecca around before heading back to the hotel.<br/>Rebecca needed some time before they would go to dinner and Varinka didn't like that. She hated being used as a tour guide, but for now she had to deal with it. In the mean time she made reservations at the restaurant and spend her time in the library of the hotel. She had left a message to the reception to tell Rebecca where she could be found.