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Why you should go to St Petersburg this summer!

Why you should go to St Petersburg this summer!

Is St. Petersburg on your bucket list yet?

No secret that White nights season in May-June is the perfect time to visit St. Petersburg. Be captivated by the lavish palaces and fountains and enjoy the scenic panoramas whilst strolling around the city. Study the majestic surroundings or take a trip on a river boat to admire the city from its waterways at night underneath the stars. But there’s so much more to do!

Russians highly appreciate culture, arts and traditions, and the beginning of the summer season is the best time to immerse yourself in a constant flow of cultural events and celebrations alongside the locals.

Here are the special events taking place in St Petersburg between May and June worth seeing!

Victory Day on 9 May

Victory day has always been a great celebration in Saint Petersburg, as the city survived an 872 day siege during WWII. The traditional Victory Day parade which consists of a concert, tulips for the veterans, joyful tears, and, of course, grand fireworks; all of these make this holiday very special. Read more about Victory Day in Russia.

Peterhof Fountains opening on 19 May

Every year the park of Peterhof hosts a special event, when its famous fountains are turned on after a long winter break. An all-day festival is held with a fanfare, classical music performance, fireworks and many other thrilling events.

The Museum night on 19 May

Straight after a busy day at Peterhof embark on a museum tour at night. Every year the Petersburg museums, libraries, Zoo, Planetarium and other venues join this international event and prepare many surprises, master classes, special exhibitions and original excursions. Take this great opportunity to take part in the special night programme of the Hermitage, explore the collection of the Russian Museum or set off to Pushkin to enjoy the midnight stroll in Ekaterina Park. The museums event programmes will be available later.

Peter and Paul Fortress at white night

City Day on 27 May

A tradition of Russian cities is to celebrate the day of the city’s founding. On 27 May 1703 Peter I founded a fortress on the Neva river, the Peter and Paul Fortress, that laid the foundation for the splendid city of Saint Petersburg.

The programme of the festive events is very intense: exhibitions, concerts, folk festivals, and, of course, the opening of the city fountains as a symbol of summer and new life. The celebration of St Petersburg 315th anniversary ends with a huge multi-colored burst of fireworks in the night sky.

Summer Garden – the most famous garden in St.Petersburg

‘The White Nights Stars’ Cultural Festival in May – July

The International Ballet and Opera Festival with over 20-year history takes place annually at the acclaimed Mariinsky theatre. It is one of the most interesting and largest musical events in the world. Every year, the Mariinsky Theatre delights lovers of opera, ballet and classical music with the best performances, great symphonic works, masterpieces of chamber music and theatrical premieres performed by the world stars.

Day of Russia on 12 June

St. Petersburg will celebrate this great holiday on a large scale – there will be many special events, various concerts, interesting exhibits and fireworks to complete the celebrations.

The annual festival “Scarlet Sails” on 23 June

​ A ship with scarlet sails on the Neva river

This celebration, organised in honour of alumnus and graduates, attracts up to 3.5 million viewers annually! Wonderful ships with scarlet sails, the symbol of hope and faith in the future, will sail on the Neva river accompanied by music, light show and fireworks, all making an incredible spectacle!


Contact our friendly team to find out more about any of these events and get a true insight into St. Petersburg history and everyday Russian life. Start planning your dream tour today with a range of excursions we offer in St. Petersburg!

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Guest Blog: Cycling through Russia (from Finland to Estonia)

Guest Blog: Cycling through Russia (from Finland to Estonia)

The Idea

In retirement one has time for long bike rides but the time window is short before age and decrepitude take over. Last year we began the Iron Curtain Cycle Trail: more than 7,000 km that roughly follows the path of the historic Iron Curtain, starting in Grense Jakobselv on the border of Norway, Russia and the Arctic Ocean and finishing in Virolahti on the southern border of Finland and Russia. The route at this stage follows Eurovelo 13 and is marked as going through Russia to the Baltic States. Cycling through Russia? Much opinion was against it: the roads were unsafe, there were bandits, there were a lot of accidents on the roads, we would need to give a bribe at the border, our bikes would be stolen, St Petersburg was very dangerous and only to be visited with a tour.

The Beginning

We listened, then began to learn the Russian alphabet and plan our journey of 12 days and 500kms, booking our visas and a couple of hotels with Real Russia and more hotels through We took heed that the road E18 was rather unsafe for cycles. Instead we took the train from Helsinki to Imatra and on 22nd April, with a strong cold North wind behind us, we cycled the few kms to the border. No one asked for bribes. No one spoke English. We followed some local cyclists through, showing papers at various windows and causing some perplexity from the staff on duty. But eventually with passports stamped and luggage checked, we were through. For maps we had downloaded Galileo onto my iPad. This proved to be excellent and marked our first hotel in Svetogorsk, the first town over the border. Again no English but there were obviously problems. We were shown a form. No, we didn't know about this. Impasse. Then a Danish man who spoke English and Russian explained to them that the Migration Card they were asking for was only issued to motorists, not to cyclists. Incorrect! But we had forgotten the information about Migration Cards that came with our visas from Real Russia and in any case would not have had the Russian to ask for one. However, his explanation was accepted. Our bikes were safely locked in an attended car park, for which we paid a small fee, we enjoyed a good meal and fell asleep in a comfortable room.

Snowy Svetogorsk, Russia

The first morning in snowy Svetogorsk on the border with Finland

We woke to a view of whiteness and snowflakes swirling down. Pretty but not the best thing for cycling. Our next hotel in Vyborg was booked, so we had to keep going. The day was a mixture of snow, sleet, rain and sun. The road itself was snow free, hilly and often through forests, pleasant for our picnic lunch but cold in the snow. The road surface was variable. On the whole, lorry drivers were excellent and gave us a wide berth. The same cannot be said for car drivers, particularly the next day as we cycled towards the coast and St Petersburg, on a Friday. Like any big city, fast cars were escaping for the weekend and were not concerned about overtaking towards an oncoming cyclist.

Picnic in a forest on the way to St Petersburg

A picnic in a forest on the way to Vyborg

Arriving in Saint Petersburg

It is true that there were not many cyclists outside the towns. We only once saw another person with panniers, doing a long distance ride, but coming into St Petersburg on a sunny Saturday, many people, including families, were out on bikes, roller blades, scooters and skate boards. For much of the way there was a separate path for pedestrians and cyclists and in the town itself it was acceptable to ride on the pavement. However we were a sufficient rarity that the owner of the bike shop in Vyborg, where we went to buy bike oil, took a photo of us. Perhaps even now it is advertising his bikes. Coming into St Petersburg had some scary moments when the footpath disappeared and we were in the middle of an awful junction with roads going everywhere, curling around above and circling underneath. Get it wrong and we would be heading on a motorway across the sea. And what was the colour code for motorways? Blue as in England or green as in France?

Cyclists on the seafront near St Petersburg, Russia

Saturday cyclists enjoying the sea. Children had fun climbing over the ice boulders on the shore.

St Petersburg and Petergof were days for tourism. A rainy St Petersburg was not a problem. We were inside the amazing museums and art galleries. Petergof on 1st May was a day of sunshine. May Day is no longer a big celebration but there were many school parties enjoying the fountains and delightful gardens. In St Petersburg there was also an attempt to solve the problem of the lack of a Migration Card. So far each hotel had accepted us because we had a receipt from the previous one but this time we were staying longer and the hotel wanted it sorted. They sent one of their staff with us to the Immigration Department. We spent an intriguing afternoon being sent from one section to another. At one point we joined men from the former Socialist Republics of Central Asia who were seeking work permits. They looked a fairly desperate group, as do any people who have journeyed far from their homes in search of work. When finally we got to the right place we were far back in the queue and the window was closed firmly two people ahead of us.

The Hermitage, St Petersburg, Russia

Classy facilities parked outside the Hermitage (туалет is Russian for toilet …)

The Peterhof in spring, Saint Petersburg, Russia

Grand Fountains in the Summer Palace

Leaving Saint Petersburg Behind and the Final Leg

From Petergof we planned to follow the coastal road through Sosnevey Bor. The road was busy and not very pleasant to cycle along. We were glad of a cafe en route and enjoyed the stalls of hand-made baskets. Then disaster struck. About 2015 kms before Sosnevey Bor there was a military road check and “Niet”. There was no way they would allow us through. We were told later that this was because of a nuclear power station in the area. We consulted the Galileo map and found a route inland that missed out the peninsular and with a hotel marked at Gostilitsy. We had another 40kms to cycle. The wind was against us bringing icy rain and the road was hilly. Would the hotel exist? We had a tent but the forest on either side was decidedly boggy. We were at a low ebb. Then the sun came out, the wind dropped, we arrived in Gostilitsty and found the hotel. They were surprised at our unexpected arrival but sign language and Google translate brought smiles all round plus a nice room and an evening meal. By the morning they were trying to teach us Russian but sadly we had to leave.

Marsh outside St Petersburg, Russia

Marshland outside of Saint Petersburg

Our route now took us on minor roads with little traffic and much birdsong. The rain stopped and the sun shone. At last there were signs of spring, with wild flowers coming out and the leaves just starting to open on the trees. We passed a castle and resisted temptation to buy the jam and pickles at a market. On bikes you have to watch how much you carry. We knew we would be on very minor roads that were likely to be unsealed but maps don't show the condition. The first 40km were fine but how much of the second 40kms would be cyclable? After a further 20kms the road deteriorated with long, extremely rough stretches. Finally we had to get off and push through deep muddy ruts. Logging lorries coming out of the forest had churned up the road. A couple of kms later we were through and onto a quiet, good road to our hotel at Dubki. Again no English but a young couple staying there translated and once again we were offered an evening meal.

Our trip would obviously have been much more enjoyable if we had spoken Russian. You can get a long way with sign language and Google translate but you cannot go much beyond the basics. Learning the alphabet made a big difference and enabled us to read the essential words such as toilet, chocolate and vodka.

Our last day was 93kms to the Estonian border where we crossed into Narva. The road was mainly good with little traffic. There were more villages, one with a store, and more cyclists. Many of the villages we passed through had closed factories and abandoned workers flats but always there were people tending their gardens and allotments and on the riverbanks men were fishing. Gardens were beautifully kept but the forests were spoiled by heaps of rubbish. Apart from the St Petersburg district, every ditch, picnic spot or lay-by seemed to be a refuse tip.

And the Migration Card? It seemed to be less of an issue after St Petersburg. We were asked for it at the border. Again no English, we looked puzzled, shrugged our shoulders, said “Niet”. After a discussion we were issued with them to fill in. It was duly stamped and filed. With little fuss we were now legal and pushed our bikes into Estonia.