21-8. CHAMPAGNE

Blue sky and glorious sunshine. Summer is back in Irkutsk. Claus and Karen Elise arrived by plane from Denmark and we had a walk down by the river with the old churches. Irkutskians enjoyed themselves, rollerblading, biking, kissing and fishing. We met with Anton and Martha and they told us about staying with railroad-workers at the Baikal-lake and couch-surfing in a crowded flat somewhere in the suburbs. In the evening we all six found a restaurant where Marx street crosses Lenin street. A sweet waitress in a kind of German dress served Russian champagne for us. We celebrated that we all met here - on the day we had planned.