After a week of island hopping along the Finnish coast, we arrived at the Russian custom service in St. Petersburg. It was a strange get together in our ship saloon when the customs entered our ‘territory.’ It suddenly made me aware of the state we were in. The men all wearing uniforms and shiny [...]

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One of the few clichés about Russia that actually is true was the huge amount of vodka in the supermarkets. Luckily I had Elena -our Russian crewmember- with me, to direct me towards the ones that have the smoothest taste and are the least headache-inducing. A few days later I was again at a huge [...]

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