Puff and I went to Russia.
And it was pretty damn cool.
Although, St. Petersburg was definitely much more European than I expected. Lots of pretty palaces and gorgeous cathedrals. While the people weren't necessarily the most accommodating and helpful and friendly in the world, I didn't ever feel unsafe or weirded out being there.
Especially when we finally got to this place; The Church on Spilled Blood. We had purposely booked a tour through the cruise that would bring us to this place and allow us free time in the city. (It was the only tour that did that!) It was well worth suffering through being herded around that afternoon by a lady with a white sign held above her head while we wore headphones to hear her.
Not only was the outside quintessentially Russian, the inside was a mind-blowing sensory overload of floor-to-ceiling tiled mosaics. We saw lots of neat places and things in that town, but this was, by far, my favorite.
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