Week Three.

So I go on my first business trip, and the destination is St. Petersburg. It’s winter, and our breath comes out misty white as we walk through the quaint lighted streets. Russian girls in black leather stiletto boots and fur coats walk briskly past. After work was completed, for a blissful hour I walked as the city closed down for the day. The next day was trapped with colleagues, sight-seeing beautiful St. Petersburg, on a tour bus.
I almost died of boredom.