St.Peter Line Ferry Terminal, Saint-Petersburg

Arriving at Pulkovo Airport, I took a packed minibus to Moskovsky Prospekt, then took the metro to Ploshchad Vosstaniya. Here is the Stockmann department store where I bought the Canon EF 24/2.8 IS lens. In the Urals, they are much more expensive, so I chose a store in St. Petersburg in advance, where you can stop by without spending a lot of time. Having acquired a new photo accessory, I went to Vasilyevsky Island, to the terminal of the St. Peter Line ferry company, from where our tour begins.

The St. Peters Line terminal is located on Morskoy Slava Square (the intersection of Bolshoy Prospekt and Cash Street), you can get there by metro to Primorskaya station, then go to Cash Street and take the minibus No. 690 or trolleybus No. 10. This trolleybus comes from the city center, so I did not go down to the metro, but took it at the Moscow railway station. This route took about forty minutes, but it is much more interesting - you can drive along Nevsky Prospekt, across the Palace Bridge, Universitetskaya Embankment, Bolshoy Prospekt.

When the group was assembled, our guide Marina checked in and gave us boarding passes. It was almost three hours before departure, but boarding the ferry had already begun, and after passing through passport control, we boarded the ferry. I have already been on the Baltic ferries Silja and Scandlines, where you just go through the covered gallery to the boarding area indicated on the ticket, at the St. Peter Line terminal you have to climb a long open ramp, in our case, in the rain and strong winds. After overcoming this obstacle, I found myself in the warm and cozy lobby of the ferry, decorated in golden tones.

However, immediately after the ramp, tourists are waiting for another surprise-careful baggage control, like at airports, during which my boiler was confiscated - the use of electrical appliances is prohibited on board. The rules said that no food or alcohol could be brought on board, but the thermos flask, where there was homemade roast meat, and a package of oatmeal were ignored. The boiler was returned to me when I landed in Helsinki. I want to add that my cabin mates in our group were more experienced, they hid the boiler in a metal thermos flask, and it was not visible during X-ray scanning of luggage. After finding my cabin, I ate my home supplies and went to explore the ferry and explore the surroundings from its deck.