Back to what used to be USSR Part III. SAMARA

We said goodbye to our Saratov friends and took yet another overnight train to Samara. That’s where our son joined us on this trip. Each of us in the family had a personal agenda for this city. Mine was to see my friends and places that meant something for me.In the morning, our train arrived at the train station. I was expecting that my friend Vera and her husband Igor will be meeting us there.