I pre-booked a pickup…

August 5

I pre-booked a pickup for my arrival in St Petersburg because I wanted to. It’s such a luxury to come out of an exhausting journey and see some guy holding your name on a sign who offers to take your bag. Ahhh, nice!

He’s got his phone up there on the dash set to google translate conversation mode. He presses Russian, speaks, and a lady reads out in English, I press English, speak, and a fellow speaks in Russian. Magic.

Scroll to Top