Not like our coffee shop!

Hey, Kat!!

There is a little coffee shop next to the hotel where we're staying, and you'd get a big kick out of it. It's not like our "office" at all. It's totally packed with all kinds of stuff, like Nana and Papa bob's but a hundred times more crowded!


Here's the front counter. What have we got here? In the glass case, there is a silver swan for sale, and all sorts of ear rings and other jewelries. There must be fifty kinds of tea on the top of the counter. Yes, those are guns up on the wall, but I don't think they actually work. On the left, you can see an old brass espresso machine with an eagle up on top. I think that is the kind that they made many years ago over in Italy.


Over here, there is a piano that is being used as a table to support these wooden shelves that hold like twenty glass "snifters". In the old days, people would keep whiskey or some other sort of booze in these in a table or bar in their house. The round sign on that concrete pillar says "Atelier Cafe Bassam" which is the name of the place. There are tons of pictures on the wall of who-knows-what.

There are so many tables and chairs, there's barely room to walk around. There are people sitting at one table speaking Russian, a man reading a book, some students studying, and plenty of people on computers.

Oh, and one other important ingredient: Your Favorite Dad!!

But it lacks one even more important ingredient: YOU!

Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.

Love you.

Dad