I found an angel in the Church of the Saviour on Spilled Blood, one of the iconic attractions in Saint Petersburg, and one of my favourites.
Modelled after the famous St Basil's Cathedral in Moscow, the Church of the Saviour on Spilled Blood was built on the spot where Emperor Alexander II was assassinated, on 1 March 1881, by socialist radicals.
Restored impeccably as a museum, the richly ornamented exterior of colourful enamelled domes, gilded mosaic panels, ceramic tiles, and stained-glass windows with intricately carved arches is matched by the gleaming marble and glittering mosaics of the interior.
Lilies are my favourite flowers, as they only wilt away in a dignified manner, and they are on the walls of the Church.
Many years ago, I unknowingly completed a zig-zag puzzle of a Russian church, only after I came here, I realised it was the Church of the Saviour on Spilled Blood. It has really been a long way to get here. Better late than never, the Russian saying goes.
Decorated railings along the River Neva, how will I ever get enough of it? Neo-classical, Art-Noveau or you name it, they have all found their place in Saint Petersburg.
Watched Opera:Turandot, singing in Italian and helped (or not much helped ) with Russian subtitles.
Like an excited child...in a 300-plus-years-old city, I am compelled to think that I need to live that long to see all the exhibitions and works in galleries and museums, stroll in all the parks and appreciate every single piece of cultural achievement that mankind has indelibly made. I feel breathless!
A satisfied audience after seeing Puccini's opera, patiently waiting for the mile-long queue to disappear so that she could claim her winter coat, cap and gloves from the counter.