What can you expect?
Vasilievsky Island is a strange place in itself. Here, instead of streets - lines, instead of names - numbers, moreover, the numbers on the right and left sides of the street are different. Here all paths lead to the sea. Here is a collection of Peter's wonders, and it was on this island that Joseph Brodsky was going to come to die in his now-classic poem ...
We always try to build a route taking into account the weather and your wishes - for example, when it is raining or cold outside, we will go inside some buildings to inspect the interiors, and at the same time to warm ourselves.