Our
first day in St. Petersburg was incredible. We learned a lot (and then I promptly forgot a bunch of it because history was never my strong suit) and we saw some beautiful palaces (those I will never forget). Day two, would be no less incredible. In fact, I would say I was even more stunned by the beauty and history of the city at every turn. And that included our first stop - the Subway system.
The St. Petersburg metro system is one of the most attractive and elegant underground rail systems in the world. You will find no graffiti here, just Russian art and decorations at every turn. It is also one of the deepest rail stations, with its lowest station at 86 meters (282 feet) below ground, and one of the busiest, carrying 2.15 million passengers a day.
We got on, rode one stop and then got off, but we did get a great tour of the halls and escalators housed within. I tried to figure out where we were and were we were heading but this just isn't a language I even know the letters too...
Back out in the sunshine, we boarded a small boat to get a different perspective on the city. With over 300 km of waterways and about 800 bridges in and around St. Petersburg, the rivers become a part of the city in a the same way that some of their most historic buildings do. We spent about half of an hour exploring the River Neva and some of its canals with our guide.
Once we docked, we were quickly off to our next stop. We were on a tight schedule, as we had a lot to pack into two days. And, as we found out later, the tour groups get preference on getting to to locations but that does not mean there would not be a wait if we were late to a stop. Add that to the fact that we had to be back on board the ship before it left without us, we were pretty hurry up and go most of the time. Luckily, the girls are used to this, because they did not complain once the entire time we were in Russia. I think they were enthralled with the sparkle. I was.
Our next stop was one I had been waiting for the whole day (maybe since I saw my very first picture of it) - The Church of Our Savior on Spilled Blood. Built on the spot where Emperor Alexander II was assassinated in 1881, it is literally a church on top of where his blood was spilled. It is a memorial built almost entirely by private funding from the imperial family and in the style of medieval Russian architecture, and thus varies greatly from the mostly predominant Baroque and neoclassical architecture in St. Petersburg.
I don't care what it is called - it is perhaps the most impressive and visually stimulating church I have ever seen. The pictures I took (and there were many) can't do it justice. The colors are brighter in person, the walls and ceilings more detailed and the arches and domes much loftier and impressive. It truly has to be seen in person to be really admired. That does not mean I will not bore you with my photos...
I was happy. I had now added another checkmark to my bucket list and I still wasn't done. Our next stop was the Hermitage Museum. Founded in 1764, it is one of the oldest and largest museums in the world. It houses over 3 million pieces of art, in six buildings, and would take you months to walk through with stopping to look at each piece for just a few seconds. Obviously, our two hours inside was not nearly enough to see it all, but we did get to see some of the most famous works.
Two of Da Vinci's most famous paintings (above and below)
What they call a 3-D painting. The above photo was taken while standing on the right side of the frame. The photo below was taken standing on the left. See how the scale of the building and boats change in each photo.
A painting of the God of Wine, I couldn't resist.
After a quick stop for lunch, we were off again. This time to Yusupov Palace, the site of Rasputins murder. Though the palace was owned by the Yusupov family and not the imperial family, their residence rivaled that of the official palaces. Though the family had a vast collection of art (now mostly housed at the Hermitage), the palace is most famous for the murder that took place in its basement.
Prince Felix Yusupov, heir to the Yusupov fortune, conspired with two other high ranking men, invited Grigori Rasputin to dinner in December of 1916. Inviting him into the wine cellar, Yusupov fed Rasputin tea cakes and wine laced with cyanide and waited for the effects. When he though Rasputin was unable to fight back, he shot him in the side. Leaving Rasputin for dead Felix went back upstairs to his co-conspirators to celebrate. Rasputin was wounded but still managed to flee out a side door, into the courtyard, where Yusupov shot him in the back. Dragging his body inside, they found he was still not dead and had to shoot him 2 more times before mortally wounding him. They then wrapped him in a rug and drove him to the river where they disposed of the body. All because a peasant had somehow gotten close to the Imperial family. And it is all conjecture, because no one knows what really happened and how, except those that were there. And because the Tsar called an end to the investigations after just a few weeks, no one was ever tried. Why is this important? Because many think that Rasputin's murder and the fact that it was covered up so quickly and throughly by the Imperial family, pushed the citizens into the first of the two revolutions in 1917 that officially ended the Romanov dynasty.






A staging of the rooms where Rasputin was murdered.
That concluded our tour of Russia. We saw some fabulous sights and had a great time with our small group, but we were exhausted. We hopped back on our big boat, had some dinner and headed off to dream land. For tomorrow we would be in Helsinki.