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ДЕНЬ 2. УТРЕННЯЯ ПРОГУЛКА ПО ГОРОДУ ИЛИ КАК Я ЗАБЛУДИЛАСЬ.
Питерское утро началось у меня уж слишком рано. В пять утра я проснулась без будильника и уставилась в потолок, что собственно и не удивительно, потому что по родному омскому времени для меня было уже 8 утра.
Но это не отменяло того, что в номере было нечего делать, телевизор не работал, интернет не ловил. Мне было ужасно скучно и одиноко. Еле-еле дождавшись 7 утра я выскочила на улицу. И какого же было мое удивление, что в это время работали не только кафешки, но уже открывался и местный вещевой мини-рынок. Суета, все готовятся к рабочему дню, люди мельтешат, спешат в метро и на работу. А я иду такая медленная и наблюдаю все это "кино" словно со стороны.
От того, что нужно было как-то скоротать еще три часа до начала мастер-класса я забрела в кафе блинную, где мена накормили блином-ватрушкой с творогом и вкусным кофе, но я там сидела одна, наблюдать было особо не за кем и мне снова стало скучно...
Я подумала, что если уж у меня есть в распоряжении два с половиной часа, то нужно провести это время с пользой. Пусть я не уйду далеко от места встречи, но хотя бы на окрестные дома полюбуюсь....
И я пошла гулять по Питеру "куда глаза глядят" в прямом смысле этого выражения.
Я шла-шла и неожиданно дошла до первого моста. Потом я снова шла..... У меня не было цели найти какое-либо конкретное здание, улицу или канал. Мне просто было интересно посмотреть на город "изнутри".
Когда я доходила до перекрестка, то я просто останавливалась, смотрела в разные стороны, выбирала улицу, где фасады зданий покрасивее и шла в эту сторону.
Так я дошла до Софийского собора, прошла несколько мостов, увидела издалека огромный голубой купол со звездами и очень замерзла. Погода все-таки была морозная и ветер был сильный. Я решила, что пора бы возвращаться назад, но не пошла теми же улицами,а сделав как-будто крюк по интуиции пошла в сторону откуда пришла другими путями...
В общем, шагала я час - полтора и поняла, что не знаю далеко ли мне еще идти до Московского проспекта. Закрались легкие сомнения, иду ли я в ту сторону или вовсе ушла ни туда.
И тут на мое счастье на дороге стоят два гаишника, работают. Я к ним: "Подскажите, далеко ли до Московского проспекта?". А они мне: "Вообще то мы на нем стоим)))".
Радости не было предела. Я шла непонятными незнакомыми улицами и только моя интуиция вывела меня обратно на нужную улицу, представляете?
Я прошла еще метров двести по Московскому проспекту, свернула уже на знакомом мне переходе и зашла в Макдональдс погреться, до начала второго дня мастер-классов оставалось пол часа...
ПРОДОЛЖЕНИЕ СЛЕДУЕТ....
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DAY 2. MORNING WALKING IN THE CITY OR HOW I WERE OBSERVED.
The Petersburg morning began at me too early. At five in the morning I woke up without an alarm clock and stared at the ceiling, which is actually not surprising, because for my native Omsk time it was already 8 am for me.
But this did not cancel the fact that the room had nothing to do, the TV did not work, the Internet did not catch. I was terribly bored and lonely. I barely waited 7 am I jumped out into the street. Yeh was my surprise that at this time the work was not only a cafe, but the local mini-market was already open. Vanity, everyone is getting ready for the working day, people melteshat, hurry to the subway and to work. And I go so slow and watch all this "movie" as if from the side.
From the fact that it was necessary somehow to pass another three hours before the start of the master class, I wandered into a pancake cafe, where myma was fed a pancake-croissant with cottage cheese and tasty coffee, but I was sitting there alone, there was not really anyone watching, and again it became boring ...
I thought that if I had at my disposal two and a half hours, then I need to spend this time profitably. Let I do not go far from the meeting place, but at least to the surrounding houses I admire ....
And I went for a walk around Peter "where my eyes are looking" in the truest sense of this expression.
I walked and walked and unexpectedly reached the first bridge. Then I went again ..... I did not have a goal to find any particular building, street or canal. I was just interested in looking at the city from the inside.
When I reached the crossroads, I just stopped, looked in different directions, chose a street where the facades of buildings were more beautiful and went in this direction.
So I reached the St. Sophia Cathedral, passed several bridges, saw from a distance a huge blue dome with stars and was very cold. The weather was still frosty and the wind was strong. I decided that it would be time to go back, but did not go the same streets, and making as if a hook by intuition went to the side from where it came in other ways ...
In general, I walked for an hour and a half and realized that I do not know whether I should go far to Moscow Avenue. Faint doubts crept in, whether I was going to that direction or did not go at all.
And then for my happiness on the road are two traffic cops, they work. I to them: "Tell me, is it far from Moscow Avenue?". And they told me: "Actually, we stand on it)))".
There was no limit to the joy. I walked along strange streets that I could not understand and only my intuition brought me back to the right street, imagine?
I walked another two hundred meters along Moscow Avenue, turned off already on the transition I knew and went to McDonald's to warm up, until the second day of the master classes there was half an hour ...
TO BE CONTINUED ....
The Petersburg morning began at me too early. At five in the morning I woke up without an alarm clock and stared at the ceiling, which is actually not surprising, because for my native Omsk time it was already 8 am for me.
But this did not cancel the fact that the room had nothing to do, the TV did not work, the Internet did not catch. I was terribly bored and lonely. I barely waited 7 am I jumped out into the street. Yeh was my surprise that at this time the work was not only a cafe, but the local mini-market was already open. Vanity, everyone is getting ready for the working day, people melteshat, hurry to the subway and to work. And I go so slow and watch all this "movie" as if from the side.
From the fact that it was necessary somehow to pass another three hours before the start of the master class, I wandered into a pancake cafe, where myma was fed a pancake-croissant with cottage cheese and tasty coffee, but I was sitting there alone, there was not really anyone watching, and again it became boring ...
I thought that if I had at my disposal two and a half hours, then I need to spend this time profitably. Let I do not go far from the meeting place, but at least to the surrounding houses I admire ....
And I went for a walk around Peter "where my eyes are looking" in the truest sense of this expression.
I walked and walked and unexpectedly reached the first bridge. Then I went again ..... I did not have a goal to find any particular building, street or canal. I was just interested in looking at the city from the inside.
When I reached the crossroads, I just stopped, looked in different directions, chose a street where the facades of buildings were more beautiful and went in this direction.
So I reached the St. Sophia Cathedral, passed several bridges, saw from a distance a huge blue dome with stars and was very cold. The weather was still frosty and the wind was strong. I decided that it would be time to go back, but did not go the same streets, and making as if a hook by intuition went to the side from where it came in other ways ...
In general, I walked for an hour and a half and realized that I do not know whether I should go far to Moscow Avenue. Faint doubts crept in, whether I was going to that direction or did not go at all.
And then for my happiness on the road are two traffic cops, they work. I to them: "Tell me, is it far from Moscow Avenue?". And they told me: "Actually, we stand on it)))".
There was no limit to the joy. I walked along strange streets that I could not understand and only my intuition brought me back to the right street, imagine?
I walked another two hundred meters along Moscow Avenue, turned off already on the transition I knew and went to McDonald's to warm up, until the second day of the master classes there was half an hour ...
TO BE CONTINUED ....
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