A day clearly isn’t enough in St Petersburg. By the time I’d got my bearings and got out of bed, I managed to get a few things done. I went to the Hermitage – probably St P’s key sight. Its basically a massive art gallery, 400+ rooms. You could spend a couple of days there, never mind a couple of hours. I saw plenty like, ticked off some big names. They’ve got two Da Vinci paintings there, which was pretty special. Alright that Da Vinci, might see if he wants to come and paint the ceiling sometime.
There were also paintings by Picasso, Van Gogh, Matisse, Caravaggio, Monet. There were halls lined with vast grand paintings, rooms cluttered with sculptures and exhibitions. I had a lovely couple of hours.
One thing though: my feet and legs are just destroyed! Two weeks of pounding pavements has meant I’ve got a few pretty painful blisters and perpetually aching calves. I ended up just heading back to the hostel early both nights I was in St Petersburg, which wasn’t a bad decision at all because there really were some lovely people there! In particular I met a couple called Peter and Aven (cool name!), from England and New Zealand respectively, and there was Lindsay from Canada. All utterly lovely people who I very much enjoyed gabbing and chatting away with until late at night. We watched South Park as well, which Peter let me nick for my laptop to keep me entertained on the long train journeys to come. It was a lovely way to spend a few evenings!
But yeah, I wish I had more time in St Petersburg. A day clearly isn’t enough to really get your head around such a vast city, and I guess I felt like no sooner was I arriving than I was leaving again.
At least the sun way out!