St. Petersburg, Russia
Shore Excursion and Port Information
José Sá
Definitively the highlight of this itinerary. The city is rather new as
it dates from the eighteen century and was built on the delta of the
Neiva River. It is majestic and grandiose, and I think in knocks out
Rome as far as exuberance of architecture is at stake. The JS was docked
on the port of the city, the place is big, noisy and ugly, and rather
far from the city centre. It was also the place chosen to refuel the JS.
I think that Royal Caribbean my have cut some deal with the local
authorities to get advantageous prices for it.
There were no transfer buses to nowhere around the city. If you want to
go on your own for a visit it would have been necessary to arrange for a
visa in advance and transportation on your own also. Passengers on the
tours had a special visa that was granted just for the purpose of the
tour.
I took three tours: the city sightseeing, the folkloric dancing show and
the river cruise canal with visit to Peter and Paul Fortress.
On the first tour our guide was Catherina. The pour girl hardly had
enough time to breathe while we drove across the city, as whatever road
we went buy there were dozens of points of interest that she would call
our attention to and add a small description. Here again, coming from
various places around the bus, lots of wows, yeahs and yeps. There were
only two stops for photos and whenever this happened there were street
vendors trying to seduce you with postcards, matriuska dolls or whatever
they think might interest tourists.
Quite frankly I have a hard time trying to understand some passengers
much more concerned trying to find souvenirs than admiring the city. On
the last stop of this tour, right in front of the majestic church of the
Spilled Blood, there was a sort a flee market. I spotted a couple that
as soon as they left the bus headed directly to the flee market, not
even taking a picture of the church. As far as I ran remember it was a
30 minute stop and I ended the visit to the church with time to spare
before the bus was due to leave. So I went for a very short stroll
around the flee market where I found a woman trying to speak its limited
English with a couple. She would do barely more than put one word after
another in a desperate attempt to build a phrase while helping her with
wide gesticulation. The couple I had seen getting out of the bus and
heading directly to the flee market, were her interlocutors, and
responded to that schematic English with a Morse code sequence of
grimaces. I am sure they found some ground of understanding since the
woman managed to add one more packet to the hands of the couple.
The second tour was also very interesting. It was a show of folkloric
dances. Our tour guide Irina, did nothing more than to salute us and
welcome us to St. Petersburg (again, at list for me) while we drove to
the theatre located near the most lively road of the city, Nevsky
Prospect. The performers were professionals and the costumes very
beautiful. You had to pay a fee if you wanted to take pictures. Again
inside the theatre, lots of souvenirs were there waiting to be bought.
On the second day I went to the river cruise canal tour. Our tour guide
was Valentina, competent and knowledgeable. The tour was very
interesting except for the last part which was a visit to Peter and Paul
Fortress. On one part of this fortress there is a church where all the
czars of Russia are buried. The place was packed with tourists that
would have to elbow their way to follow their tour guides. The result
was mass confusion. I could not hear one word of what Valentina said
down there.
I have somehow the feeling that around very touristy places, there are
too many visitors at the same time.
Besides that St. Petersburg has several buildings under renovation, as
attested by the works on the façades. It’s a gigantic endeavour since
there are so many interesting buildings and I assume also that a very
expensive one, although the current high price of oil has busted
Russia’s economy. On the roads of the city one can observe lots of
expensive German made luxury cars, along with many once popular, locally
produced Ladas. These tend to break easily, so I witnessed during the
tours. It was a common sight while on tours seeing a Lada with an open
bonnet and a driver bent over it with disillusioned looks while
accessing the fatigued guts of the soviet era beast. Around the place
trams are old and rusty and almost always empty. However they have vans
equipped with far too many seats for their size, that I suspect, serve
as collective taxis.
A curious note: on every tour I went, the name of the driver was
Vladimir. We discussed this fact with tablemates at dinner that also had
other Vladimirs as drivers. I ended up with the feeling that in the
Soviet era the name one was given as a child would determine their
future occupation.