The St. James Hotel in Cimarron, NM is notoriously haunted.
We finally got to Murmansk, and it was around 1:00, with the bizarre noonday sun brightly hugging the horizon.
Then next day we woke up to the unusually late first snows of Apatity, and had snowball fights and played around, then we headed to some tours of the apatite mines and processing plants for which we had supposedly come to this godforsaken place.
We visited St. Isaacs Cathedral, which I can say without reservation is the most magnificent building I have ever seen or heard of.
From Russia With Love The next morning I awakened at around 9:00 to an