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The second day in St Petersburg
... should not have boarded, nor left a train which they should not have left. As I said, it all worked perfectly and no one was left on the underground stations or continued riding the trains when the rest of the group had departed. Vladimir had, however, as soon as we met him on boarding the coach at the cruise terminal, given each of us a card which had, in addition to important information and instructions, the following printed message ...
Hermitage
... einde van de Nevsky prospekt daar waar de Neva rivier begint, alleen deze straat even uitlopen... Dat is drie kwartier. Onderweg ontbijten en dat doen we dan in een eetgelegenheid waar ontbijt, lunch en avondeten naast elkaar ligt. Het is niet heel duidelijk wat je nu kan/zal kiezen en ook niet wat je dan echt krijgt of hoe je denkt dat het dan zal proeven. Een omelet met varkensvlees, een soep met onbekende inhoud of een ...
Only in Russia!
... system and make our way some distance out to Vladimirsky Prospekt and visit the memorial to the siege of Leningrad. The Meto ride which preceeded a good stretch on foot was well worth it and it was quite remarkable to witness some of the images and read the stories. When Hitler's armies descended on the then city of Leningrad, they opted to lay siege around the city, intending to starve it into submission. For close to 900 ...
The end of the line...
... getting back to the hostel to pack. I had made arrangements with Jen to check out one of St Petes lesser known attractions in the morning before my afternoon flight to London.
Jen and I hit the streets early and jumped the metro, we jammed in with the rest of the horde on their morning commute although our destination was not work. It was a venereal disease clinic a few stops out of town. The clinic waiting room also happened to be the St. Petersburg Museum of ...
Walking and Vodka and the 3 day homesick blues
... looks like the Shroud of Turin, a piece of the cross, a crown of thorns. I see people lining up for a private audience with the icon of Our Lady of Kazan. A priest stands by a fence giving blessings. The darkness. The red glow. The gold. It all works. I exit and can't pass by the beggar with young child and hand over some cash. I stand in the street and spy a coffee shop. I sit, I eat, I drink coffee and water, I write for far too long. I best be off to buy some food for tonights train ride to ...
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