Trip Report: Paris, St. Pete
Oct. 21st, 2009 01:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elarbeeMy mother finds a way to blame me for everything in France - long lines at passport control, lack of airport lockers and cost of luggage storage, train ticket machine malfunction (or actually just bad design), the amount of documentation required to exchange currency, the length of the city blocks and the price of food. Yet, when we make it to the airport with no trouble whatsoever and time to spare, think I get the credit?
Paris was a bit rainy and lacked galettes (or any street food, for that matter), but beautiful as ever. Did a crazy loup and not nearly as much as I could have had I not had slowpoke mom.
At least the flight to St. Pete and the airport was uneventful. We were picked up by my uncle and his driver and went to stay in their apartment, on the same Ikea futon as we have at home. Jumping forward, I'll add that we stayed on another one of those in Amsterdam.
In the city over the next two days, we had the joy of purchasing train tickets from a building dedicated solely to this purpose. We saw the outside of the Hermitage, walked around Nevsky, did a walking circle around the islands and ate at an awesome Georgian restaurant. We met up with my friend Ira and saw a former bread factory converted to an awesome arts space called "Этажи", saw some cool cartoons at their exemplary communal apartment (inserted below the cut) and also got an awesome book with all of the content hand-printed.
Finally, we got on a train to Minsk. More on that later.
P.S. Anybody know WTF is up with the embed code for the first video? My HTML foo is not strong enough.
Paris was a bit rainy and lacked galettes (or any street food, for that matter), but beautiful as ever. Did a crazy loup and not nearly as much as I could have had I not had slowpoke mom.
At least the flight to St. Pete and the airport was uneventful. We were picked up by my uncle and his driver and went to stay in their apartment, on the same Ikea futon as we have at home. Jumping forward, I'll add that we stayed on another one of those in Amsterdam.
In the city over the next two days, we had the joy of purchasing train tickets from a building dedicated solely to this purpose. We saw the outside of the Hermitage, walked around Nevsky, did a walking circle around the islands and ate at an awesome Georgian restaurant. We met up with my friend Ira and saw a former bread factory converted to an awesome arts space called "Этажи", saw some cool cartoons at their exemplary communal apartment (inserted below the cut) and also got an awesome book with all of the content hand-printed.
Finally, we got on a train to Minsk. More on that later.
P.S. Anybody know WTF is up with the embed code for the first video? My HTML foo is not strong enough.
