Yekaterinburg, July 2016

Dag 61. Yekaterinburg

Vi besluttede at blive en ekstra dag i Yekaterinburg. Som fortalt i går, er det byen hvor Zaren og hans familie blev drævt i juli 1918.

 I Yekaterinburg males der hvert år, efter at sneen er smeltet, en rød streg på fortovet, som man kan følge, hvis man vil se byens seværdigheder. Det er vældigt smart, så behøver man slet ikke tænke selv.

The red line - Den røde streg

Church upon the Blood - Blod Kirken

Så vi gik ud af hotellet og fulgte den røde streg. Vi var inde og se ”Blod Kirken”, det er kirken som er opført, på stedet hvor Zaren blev dræbt. Så begyndte det at regne, så vi gik i læ, i et museum, som havde nogle malerier og diverse fotografier ( vi fortrød, at vi ikke havde bestilt en engelsk sproget guide på hotellet). Nå, videre i regnen, hvor vi på mystisk vis, kom væk fra den røde tråd. OK, vi fandt den senere igen. Så var vi inde og se et ædelstensmuseum, flotte smykker, skåle og vaser, og en Russisk kustode som havde været i Indien, og ikke kunne holde op med at snakke om det.

Efter frokost gik vi en tur på gågaden, og havde sjov med at tage billeder af os selv, sammen med diverse statuer.

Precious stone museum - Ædelstens museum

Yekaterinburg

Fun in Yekaterinburg - Foto sjov i Yekaterinburg

Om aftenen havde vi fået anbefalet en russisk restaurant, men der var et privat selskab, så vi endte i deres kælder bar, hvor vi spiste udmærket mad. En af de andre gæster, en Rocker type kom og snakkede med os, og mente at vi skulle prøve den lokale snaps og noget af hans hjemmelavede whisky ( som han ikke selv drak af).

Dinner - Aftensmad

 Da vi fik regningen, fandt vi ud af, at vi selv havde betalt for det hele. Vi var bare glade for at komme ud, inden han så sig gal på os.

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15th July. Yekaterinburg

Yekaterinburg, beautiful bustling, it is Russia’s 4^th largest city and the political capital of the Ural Mountains and the place where the last Czar was killed.

In Yekaterinburg, every summer after the snow melts, they paint a red line on the footpath to guide visitors past major sights.  So all one has to do is, walk in one direction and follow the red line, and you get to see everything in town.

Follow the red line - Følg den røde linie

Church upon the Blood - Blod Kirken

We started following this red line, which took us straight, from our hotel, to the ‘Church Upon the Blood’. This is where Czar Nicholas and his family were murdered.  It is always fascinating, to see the inside of the Russian Orthodox Church, which consists of the five steps of the Altar. Even the cellar in this church, was beautifully done up with different Icons.

Outside, we followed the red line again, and soon lost it, while crossing a road.  Never mind, we found it again by just trying to look for the dome, of the next church.

Yekaterinburg

It started drizzling, so we all rushed into a Museum of precious stones. Louis sat by the entrance and slept. The rest of us enjoyed this museum, and just before we were about to leave, a massive Russian Brunette, started talking about India. She just could not stop talking about her trips to India. This conversation was one sided, and I had to use an excuse, of going to the toilet, to get out.

We all rushed out, leaving this lady still talking about India, and went to the town’s enormous walking street. We visited a few shopping malls, and then went back to our hotel.

Had dinner, at a local restaurant, close to our hotel.

A big ‘Biker’, with an even bigger leather jacket, came and joined our table.

After a quick round of Vodka shoots, he pulled out a bottle from his pouch, and forced us all to have the next shot.  I quickly ordered another round of shots, asked for our check, paid, and ran out of here.

Dinner

We staggered back to the hotel to nurse our hangovers.

All in all, a great day.