Part Two
By Arthur Woodgate
From Leningrad we flew into Vilna, the capital of Lithuania it was dark when we reached the Lithuanian Capital because it is a long South and West from Northern Russia, and flying over the lit up city was a grand sight. I had never seen a lit up City from the air before, and as the Soviets called all their cities jewel, it gave me something to start off a speech with and get them smiling. Continue reading Rye in Russia