We nearly cried for help and turned back on arriving in the in-hospitable suburban St Petersburg station we arrived in from Helsinki. Several signs helpfully pointed several different directions to the Metro but all of them lead to a dead end of barriers, cleaners and guards. Station staff eventually took pity and let us out but it was a while after that before we found the tube.
Finding our way round has been tricky, especially learning the Cyrillic alphabet as we go, but somehow we managed to find the Liverpool Bar, The Pickwick Pub and Anglo Tourismo Boat Tours, so we’re feeling pretty Russian now.
Actually, Anglo Tourismo didn’t have any boats left, so we joined a Russian speaking tour – St Petersburg is a beautiful place to look at, but we’ve no idea what any of it is.
Its a grand European style city with lots of colourful palaces and cathedrals but our favourite trip was to the Vodka museum. Not sure what we learnt but we had some nice vodka accompanied by herring, salted pickled cucumber and rolls of salted pig fat on rye bread.
Food Pic #3: Salty pig fat.
Our train to Moscow was amazing - complimentary slippers and a quadruple cognac each.