>I have a lot of posts yet to show you that I haven’t had time to write yet. I have uploaded pictures and havent sat down to write the stories. In this situation the pictures are at least a month old and I do lose enthusiasm for writing them as the time goes on.
So here it starts with a series of St Petersburg stories.
Min, a concert pianist in her own right, phoned me up and wanted to have a musical day ashore with me. Since St Petersburg was the home of so many great Russian composers, we thought we stood a chance of finding a musical museum or two.
I know St Petersburg a lot better than Min, so I led the way around town. Also, I have a secret superpower – I can read Russian. Very helpful, if only in these situations.
I took her to one of my favourite places for a quick lunch. A quick meal in St Petersburg is impossible, unless you eat Blini (crepes). This place is a Blini chain, and you line up and pick your topping..
Pick your salad…
(I don’t understand the neccesity of these two going together, and I don’t understand these Russian salads, all a mixture of mayonnaise mixed with some unidentifiable vegetables or meat. Check out the purple one…)
We decided to go and see Rimsky Korsikof’s apartment, which is turned into a museum.
What did he write? All I can think of is Flight of the Bumblebee. Thanks a lot, Rimsky.
It’s not a long walk from Nevsky Prospect
We pass the inevitable vegetable-wielding Babushkas.
Luckily, I was able to put my secret superpower to some use.
“Look, it says Rimsky-Korsikoff!”
We entered a courtyard of some apartment blocks
We found a piano that was for playing and Min played a concert. She has played at Carnegie Hall.
But who hasn’t, these days… 🙂