We see a few last bits of St Petersburg. In the evening, we visit Olga’s friend Anna. Anna has recently been to America; she seems to like New York more than I did.
A few weeks later, Boris Yeltsin sent tanks in to shell the Russian Parliament building. I watched on TV. Suddenly news from Russia seemed a lot more real, a lot more important. I saw the Pizza Hut where we had bought lunch, this time with an armored car outside it.
I realize now that the only reason the Cold War worked was the Soviet Union’s keeping the borders closed. You can only fear and mistrust the enemy that much if you are ignorant of who they really are.