The fourth day of the 47th orbit around the Sun

In the morning I woke up and went to pick up the Tesla. The Model 3 is not as comfortable or premium as the X, but it is unbelievably quick. It’s not a car, it’s a cannon. In sport mode it presses you into the seat harder than any American roller coaster could.

I got home, and the girls were getting ready very slowly. Masha kept trying to get out of the trip, but I managed to convince her that we had to go, so we set off. We picked up the gifts, bought a cake and flowers, picked up my mother, and drove the Tesla to Kratovo. On the way the girls in the back all got lulled by the motion and fell asleep. We got there quickly.

The hosts met us on horseback. Pyotr was solemnly leading by the bridle the horse carrying the birthday girl in a magnificent dress. At first Petya did not realize it was us, but when he did, he was very surprised and delighted. We parked and went to hang out with the family. By the time we arrived, most of the guests had already gathered. Uncle Volodya came, as did the Galkin couple. Aunt Marina was under the weather and used that as an excuse not to come. So once again I did not get to meet her.

The party was a great success: there were children’s entertainers, tons of activities and fun. Leah rode a horse for the first time in her life (she didn’t even want to get off), painted on a T-shirt, blew giant soap bubbles, there was a magician, a dog show, and Leah got to see a robot dog. In short, the celebration was first class.

We got home late in the evening—tomorrow we have to get up early and go to one very important event.