Moscow: Izmailovo Kremlin Theme Park

We weren't sure if this theme park was open. The mangy dog in the car park said no (by being present, not by speaking), but we went in anyway.

We found a large ship.

Having once been skipper of her school sailing team, Shelley assumed the right to commandeer it. Haunted by memories of mast and mainsail, her eyes consumed with visions of the sea, none could pry her tiny fingers from the wheel. I only succeeded in the end by claiming to have seen a more illustrious vessel farther on.

There was no such vessel. But there was this:

Yes!