Dancing machine

Today was a trip to the Pecherskaya Lavra, an old monastery on the Dnieper. I was homebound, felled by some illness (either what's been going around the embassy, or foodborne, hard to tell). But I'm told it was lovely. And cold. Jack was a champ during the 2 hour tour, including the caves that hold the remains of monks past.




Towards the bottom of the caves, Katherine had finally had enough of Jack in the sling type thing, and turned him over to Alan, who fireman carried him back up the hill, stopping once or twice to rest. Big hill.



This afternoon Jack let us know that, in addition to his love of Orthodox Churches and dead monks' remains, he likes the music of Israel Kamakawiwo'ole too.

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