Airships over Ingria, Saturday June 21  2008
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Saturday June 21

After sitting six hours in train from Helsinki I arrived at Finland Railway Station in central St.Petersburg at 14.15. The organizers had insisted that they send a car and driver to fetch me up. No car and no driver was waiting for me. I had a chance to follow my original plan, to use public transport for getting in Tsarskoye Selo, a suburb of St.Petersburg 25 km away.

IN THE NICK OF TIME. Taking metro to Vitebsk Railway Station was a piece of cake, but the railway station serves local  and long distance travel and is rather big and crowded. I know cyrillic alphabets and a few Russian words but not a single sentence.  I approach the end of one of the long queues in front of ticket counters and ask in English if this is the place for buying tickets to Detskoye Selo. No, says an old man, grabs my sleeve and guides me bodily to a right kacca 100 meters away inside the same building.  I shake his hand and say bolshoi spasiba. The old man thinks for a moment and says slowly: "I am glad that I was able to help you." All Russians whom I asked for help during the week showed the same spirit.



HEADING UP
AT METRO STATION
PUSHKINSKAYA

I WAS ALMOST
THE FIRST PASSENGER
IN THE LOCAL TRAIN
FROM VITEBSK STATION
TO DETSKOYE SELO



In order to get the feel of the town I walked the couple of kilo­meters from Detskoye Selo railway station to Sadovaja Ulitsa 7, where I expected Hotel Ekaterina to be. I saw no hotel but the impressive Catherine Palace. The gilded cupolas were under wraps and so was the whole north annex. To my "Hotel Ekate­rina?" the milice officer shows by hand: go through that gate!

I NEVER ASKED WHERE THE FAMOUS IMPERIAL LYCEUM IS. NOW I KNOW THAT IT WAS THE BUILDING UNDER WHICH I ENTERED CATHERINE PALACE OUTER COURTYARD IN MY QUEST FOR HOTEL EKATERINA.

Instructed by another milice officer I finally find the entrance to Hotel Ekaterina in the servants' wing of the palace. Yes, the fiesta balloonists are living there but not the Jury. Inga, the helpful receptionist, starts making phone calls and I start waiting. After two hours I hear that I should go to a place called Kochubey, whatever that is. After one more missunderstanding I arrive by taxi to Kochubey in the nick of time. Everybody is ready to leave for the opening ceremony, wherever that may be. After quick settling down and dressing up I find myself quite alone. Luckily there is one balloon vehicle left at street side and I get an one and half hour ride to Peter and Paul's Fortress in the heart of St.Petersburg. That is where I just came from...


ENTRANCE TO A SMALL BUT EXCLUSIVE HOTEL EKATERINA IN THE SERVANTS' WING OF CATHERINE PALACE. BUT IT IS NOT FOR ME...
OPENING AT PETER AND PAUL'S FORTRESS. I find Jury President Jean-Claude Weber and Dimitri Klokov, the Event President. I stick to them and Dimitri's three body guards and end up in a small tent behind the open air stage. Max Bishop, the General Secretary of FAI, Jean-Claude, and Oscar Lindström, the Champion of the first hot air airship Worlds in 1988, prepare to deliver their speeches at the stage where a very loud rock band blazes away.

On the stage Jean-Calude is introduced as the President of FAI, not as the President of FAI's Ballooning Commission. That did happen again at the press conference and at the prize giving. Jean-Calud's protests went to deaf ears. Why? Because the organizers were not overly enthusiastic to present him as the president of CIA,  which is the acronym for Comité International Aéro­nautique.  So what! That is known as shirokaya russkaya natura.


FROM LEFT: THE FIRST WORLD CHAMPION OSCAR LINDSTRÖM, MASTER OF CEREMONIES MARIANNA MINSKER, JURY PRESIDENT JEAN-CLAUDE WEBER, MAX BISHOP,  GENERAL SECRETARY OF FAI, AND DIMITRI'S RIGHT HAND TATYAJANA  AZOVA.  THE POINTING FINGER BELONGS TO DIMITRI KLOKOV, THE ORGANIZER.

After the speeches we are taken to one of the cruising boats that ply the river Neva. The large fountain installation in middle of the river is all the time turned on for the opening spectacle.  We  have what is called food for eys, and we have it plenty.


A VIEW FROM THE FORTRESS. ADMIRALTY AND ST. ISAAC'S  CATHEDRAL ON THE LEFT, FORMER  STOCK EXCHANGE ON THE RIGHT. RIVER FOUNTAINS SPOUTING.

Not that we had to be hungry. In mid-river we are changed to a big banquet boat for some food and drinks. We live in luxury. Neva and its banks in colours of sunset are hard to beat in a beauty contest.

 BANQUET ON BOAT.

The bell tower of Peter and Paul's cathedral is 122,5 m high, and since its creation has it been the tallest architectural point in the city. Energy giant Gazprom plans now to raise a 396 m high building, like a sharp tooth, on riverbank directly across Smolny Cathedral. I have signed a petition against the plan.


THE SPIRE OF PETER AND PAUL'S CATHEDRAL IS STILL THE HIGHEST IN THIS VERY HORIZONTAL METROPOL.

It is curious that so few (only 235) have signed against Gazprom's controversial plan, and many of them anonymously. Perhaps Chuang Tzu's words are better known than I have believed: "Do you not know the fate of the praying mantis? It angrily stretches out its arms, to arrest the progress of the carriage, unconscious of its inability for such a task..."
P.S. March 2011