A wonderful holiday on the sea beach on a Sunny day!
We arrived in St. Petersburg. What kind of cultural program can crazy zoologists and rehabilitologists have while Ksenia is ill? Walking around the city? Boring! Max wanted to go underground, in the subway, but there were twice as many of us with Markina, so we went to look for the skulls of seals that had died on the shore. The imperturbable Artem agreed to the skulls and seals without further questions and took us to Kronstadt on the island of Kotlin.
All the self-respecting seals decided to die somewhere else, so we didn't find any skulls. But! We found the lost bricks with the stamps kennels! Some are in quite good condition, and some are severely injured and require urgent treatment and rehabilitation. Unfortunately, the owners of these bricks can not be returned, since they have long been dead. But do not leave the poor in trouble! We took them home. One brick is exactly named Polina Belyaeva, it is written on it, and the other only partially preserved the date of birth and address of residence.
And then Max washed his beard in the sea, Artem found another lighthouse, and ice crept on us. But we didn't take the ice home with us.