June, white nights, Peter, romance!
All the bridges are lit up, the sun, although it has set, is still twilight even at the peak of the night. No matter what they say, you still want to sleep. The boat is open, blankets are handed out, we wrap ourselves comfortably, but not for long. After all, you need to take pictures!
Under the narrow bridges from the Moika we go out to the Neva. And we see how dozens of boats with tourists like us are pulling up to our route. When sailing to the bridge, each captain tries to take a better place in order to show the bridge from the best angle to his passengers. Indescribable beauty. Throw this camera and wrap yourself in a blanket with your beloved on the back bench ...But this time my friend and I are running along the deck from one end to the other, clicking and filming, clicking and filming ...There is almost no light and the shots are not obtained, the batteries are low, the fingers are numb from the cold despite June, the frozen passengers growl that we are closing them ...
I wake up in the morning, I remember the night story. Scary, but interesting. About huge surging dragons that ate the sun and the whole world plunged into cold and darkness. And two young men on iron horses swam to save him.
All the bridges are lit up, the sun, although it has set, is still twilight even at the peak of the night. No matter what they say, you still want to sleep. The boat is open, blankets are handed out, we wrap ourselves comfortably, but not for long. After all, you need to take pictures!
Under the narrow bridges from the Moika we go out to the Neva. And we see how dozens of boats with tourists like us are pulling up to our route. When sailing to the bridge, each captain tries to take a better place in order to show the bridge from the best angle to his passengers. Indescribable beauty. Throw this camera and wrap yourself in a blanket with your beloved on the back bench ...But this time my friend and I are running along the deck from one end to the other, clicking and filming, clicking and filming ...There is almost no light and the shots are not obtained, the batteries are low, the fingers are numb from the cold despite June, the frozen passengers growl that we are closing them ...
I wake up in the morning, I remember the night story. Scary, but interesting. About huge surging dragons that ate the sun and the whole world plunged into cold and darkness. And two young men on iron horses swam to save him.
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