The outing I went on was pleasant.
We stopped at an old area, and saw a couple of old churches. This one is seen outside, and inside. Bruce pointed out a sign indicating No Photography, but too late. Perhaps it only referred to flash photography.
Just past the churches some pretty girls were selling postcards. And there were tall, beautiful girls in the souvenir shops in St Petersburg. Maria Sharapova is not a sport. (In the scientific sense).
The castle wherein we ate lunch, with mead and other old-style foods.
Inside a house which acts as a museum.
One of our final visits was to a vodka factory, where some people got to judge vodkas.
A truck full of chocolates tempts the weary travelers at the dock.