St Petersburg, the city we grew to love
September 9th 2008 Confused, disorientated, we arrived in cold St Petersburg early after a rather eventful night on the train from Riga. Firstly, the ticket inspector was not too impressed as he collected our tickets, as he found us propping up the bar rather than in our carriage. And then later on, just as we were finally falling asleep, we had the dreaded border crossing. All went smoothly for us, but the rathe
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