Scenes from the 56th parallel north.

Subway stations like miniature art works in their own right.

Translations.

This translation made me chuckle.  The letter of the third word, that looks like a “W” is pronounced, “Sh.”

 

 

Everything you need.

Creamy Peanut Butter with Maple Syrup.

Yield to runners in the road?

Probably runs on vodka.

Even the zebras are different in Russia.

A public WC for women.

People queuing for roses on a Friday afternoon.

My name in Russian on a Starbuck’s cup (at the airport).

It is said that Saint Petersburg is, “Too far west to be Russian, and too far east to be European.” I think I agree. These scenes could be anywhere in Vienna.

Look! Grüner Veltliner on the menu.

And Klimt in the airport.

Going home.