| Day One, off the ship in our first port | 
| No joke: Russians love their vodka. By contrast, the Irish love their potatoes but don't seem to drink them in nearly the same quantity. | 
| We met a young couple in the park and took a lot of pictures with them, and vice-versa | 
| Vivi loved the flowers | 
| The mummy in the Hermitage: so scary we had to see it twice | 
| Ollie gets inspired by day... | 
| ...and by knights | 
| The frame is actually more impressive than the original painting, which has become so diluted as to be practically invisible | 
| Lucky children in the harbor | 
| You can get two types of car in Russia: the family wagon... | 
| ...or the regular version | 
| The cradle rocks above the abyss, | 
| and common sense tells us | 
| that existence is but a brief crack of light | 
| between two eternities of darkness. | 
| Matthew Silva in front of Nabokov's father's office stove | 
| Myself in front of one of many Dostoevsky markers | 
| One of Dostoevsky's many residences in St. Petersburg | 
| Dostoevsky's hat! | 
| Dostoevsky's study | 
| Momler and Adler on the bridge | 
| Family on the bridge with MV Explorer in far background | 
| Family in front of the Peter the Great statue | 
| Mosaic tiles | 
| are | 
| the original | 
| pixels. | 
| Church of the Spilt Blood | 
| Oliver rides his first Segway | 
| And so does Momler | 
| Kids in front of the Hermitage plaza | 
| Russian donuts | 
| That's not photoshop: actually the number of plates full of donuts that we ate on our last morning | 
| Happy family, minus Constance | 
| Small, off the beaten track, but well worth visiting, especially since Russia lost 27 million in WW2 and won the war against Germany far more than the Americans and Brits did. | 
| This museum is still being added to on a regular basis, as new architecture unearths old burial and refuse grounds full of war paraphernalia. | 
| Tallest to smallest on the river's edge | 
 
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