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... of the Russian Tsars.
After lunch at a local restaurant, they visited Peterhof Palace.
Conceived by Peter the Great to rival Versailles, the complex was officially opened in 1721.
They explored the Palace with its opulent state rooms and priceless art.
Once again, the building, walls, ceilings and floor rivalled the artworks within.
They got sore necks from constantly looking ...
... get a bus from a metro station out of town. We decided to save some money and have a little adventure- despite no map or Russian vocabulary, we still got there in one piece, success. The gardens and fountains are amazing, made all the more so by our luck with the weather. Someone really went to town with their fountain idea, but they do look really beautiful.
That evening we left for Moscow on our first Trans Siberian overnight train.
Up early and out to do the touristy thing. Made sure I was wearing good shoes as at Petersburg is huge and would be a lot of walking.
Palace square then Hermitage museum was the plan, but not before coffee Again, the search was on for a good caffeine hit, which again was let down, by the lack of quality coffee and Barista's. We found a small cafe, and ordered a coffee to go at the bar, which for some random reason shared ...
... So Felix felt he was doing the country a favour. His only punishment for the murder was to be banished from St. Petersburg. He eventually found his way to Paris, but being a bit cavalier, he never did very well and lived out his life as a run of the mill Parisian, a long way fro the nobility he had enjoyed in Russia. After the last palace tour of St. Petersburg, we returned to the boat and cast off for our first stop which will be at 11 a.m. ...
... over 10 dollars too.
After dinner I went for a stroll along Nevskii Prospekt. Turned a corner and BAM! There was the Hermitage larger than life. Palace square is huge. And the Alexander column is massive! Lots of people out on Saturday night enjoying the brisk evening. Continued walking until I hit the Neva River. Even though the sun had well and truly set, it was still reflecting brightly off of the gilded spire of the Peter and ...