tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84218035536779097212011-08-16T10:49:31.310+02:00Voyage sur les fleuves et les lacs de Russie du nord en juin 2009ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-76777963232854825322009-07-24T15:10:00.000+02:002009-07-24T15:10:00.153+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUXzgIuxI/AAAAAAAABZ0/0MAlizGBlK4/s1600-h/A-ROUGE-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUXzgIuxI/AAAAAAAABZ0/0MAlizGBlK4/s720/A-ROUGE-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768861811653394" border="0" /></a>St Basile et les remparts du Kremlin. Au premier plan, le bus gris sert à véhiculer une noce.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUTBCvGhI/AAAAAAAABZs/0JRpBLl5uk0/s1600-h/A-ROUGE-05b.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUTBCvGhI/AAAAAAAABZs/0JRpBLl5uk0/s720/A-ROUGE-05b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768779547089426" border="0" /></a>La place rouge et ses amoureux.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUN8L2bUI/AAAAAAAABZk/jiDRjDCwk34/s1600-h/A-ROUGE-06.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUN8L2bUI/AAAAAAAABZk/jiDRjDCwk34/s720/A-ROUGE-06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768692343795010" border="0" /></a>Encore St Basile. Très photogénique depuis qu'elle a été repeinte.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUIDADONI/AAAAAAAABZc/f20CJZ1CX0c/s1600-h/B-GOUM-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUIDADONI/AAAAAAAABZc/f20CJZ1CX0c/s720/B-GOUM-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768591094134994" border="0" /></a>Le Goum, ancien grand magasin de l'ére Soviétique, avec son air sévère.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUCNc08BI/AAAAAAAABZU/Bew_c5ZM-tA/s1600-h/B-GOUM-05.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjUCNc08BI/AAAAAAAABZU/Bew_c5ZM-tA/s720/B-GOUM-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768490819973138" border="0" /></a>Dedans, cela a pas mal changé.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjT64ZHcbI/AAAAAAAABZM/sKG0vhKM_HA/s1600-h/B-GOUM-03.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjT64ZHcbI/AAAAAAAABZM/sKG0vhKM_HA/s720/B-GOUM-03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768364908179890" border="0" /></a>Inutile de chercher une paire de chaussures à moins de 250 Euros, vous ne trouverez pas. Comme l'affichage est en Roubles, les Russes disent que quand on voit une étiquette, on croit que c'est le numéro de téléphone du magasin, tellement il y a de chiffres.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjT0bT-IXI/AAAAAAAABZE/Ns51aE6eTEM/s1600-h/C-KREMLIN-00.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjT0bT-IXI/AAAAAAAABZE/Ns51aE6eTEM/s720/C-KREMLIN-00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768254022754674" border="0" /></a>Les remparts du Kremlin, vus de la Moskva, et l'ancien palais impérial, avec son toit vert.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjTuFS1j7I/AAAAAAAABY8/ARqxAUZcbsY/s1600-h/C-KREMLIN-07.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjTuFS1j7I/AAAAAAAABY8/ARqxAUZcbsY/s720/C-KREMLIN-07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768145033203634" border="0" /></a>Une église à bulbes dorés, encore une.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjTo98CtcI/AAAAAAAABY0/OQbJLfF6PYo/s1600-h/C-KREMLIN-13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjTo98CtcI/AAAAAAAABY0/OQbJLfF6PYo/s720/C-KREMLIN-13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768057159202242" border="0" /></a>L'ancien palais impérial.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRv1HZrTI/AAAAAAAABYs/0Sz73B-18Qs/s1600-h/E-MONUMENTS-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRv1HZrTI/AAAAAAAABYs/0Sz73B-18Qs/s720/E-MONUMENTS-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361765976026754354" border="0" /></a>Une autre église à bulbes dorée, entièrement reconstruite à la fin du XX° siècle. Tout l'intérieur est peint (photos interdites), on a l'impression que la peinture des fresques n'est pas tout à fait sèche.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRm9aJVrI/AAAAAAAABYk/j4mVpSYKfwQ/s1600-h/E-MONUMENTS-05.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRm9aJVrI/AAAAAAAABYk/j4mVpSYKfwQ/s720/E-MONUMENTS-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361765823634036402" border="0" /></a>Un couvent de jeunes filles.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRdl9BZSI/AAAAAAAABYc/zMwqq1G8SYg/s1600-h/E-MONUMENTS-06.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRdl9BZSI/AAAAAAAABYc/zMwqq1G8SYg/s720/E-MONUMENTS-06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361765662719042850" border="0" /></a>Une fabrique de chocolat.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRUOJPpII/AAAAAAAABYU/v6OiAWW2HZE/s1600-h/Z-BOLCHOI-04.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRUOJPpII/AAAAAAAABYU/v6OiAWW2HZE/s720/Z-BOLCHOI-04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361765501709034626" border="0" /></a>L'annexe du Bolchoï...on se demande comment doit être la salle principale.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRIx6OhaI/AAAAAAAABYM/I6wdSowth3E/s1600-h/Z-BOLCHOI-06.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjRIx6OhaI/AAAAAAAABYM/I6wdSowth3E/s720/Z-BOLCHOI-06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361765305151292834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjQ-ux6hTI/AAAAAAAABYE/KSxrZ1bG63E/s1600-h/Z-BOLCHOI-08.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjQ-ux6hTI/AAAAAAAABYE/KSxrZ1bG63E/s720/Z-BOLCHOI-08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361765132512429362" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-7677796323285482532?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-60185771935176286502009-07-24T15:00:00.001+02:002009-07-24T15:00:08.216+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjNGxbq_XI/AAAAAAAABX8/c0mnHWomQRE/s1600-h/A-ROUGE-08.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjNGxbq_XI/AAAAAAAABX8/c0mnHWomQRE/s720/A-ROUGE-08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361760872616885618" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Des touristes d'Asie centrale sur la place rouge. Au second plan, une bache en trompe l'oeil cache un batiment en réfection.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMzbe0dlI/AAAAAAAABXs/jV-EOPLJyC4/s1600-h/D-RUE-04.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMzbe0dlI/AAAAAAAABXs/jV-EOPLJyC4/s720/D-RUE-04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361760540306994770" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Un magicien, rue Arbat. Il noue les foulards, qui dans 2 minutes se dénoueront tous seuls.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMqniwC8I/AAAAAAAABXk/56MXeTzM_RU/s1600-h/D-RUE-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMqniwC8I/AAAAAAAABXk/56MXeTzM_RU/s720/D-RUE-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361760388925885378" border="0" /></a>La blonde ou la brune ?<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMfsKGzyI/AAAAAAAABXc/kqCUFOrRcfc/s1600-h/C-KREMLIN-04.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMfsKGzyI/AAAAAAAABXc/kqCUFOrRcfc/s720/C-KREMLIN-04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361760201186135842" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">La relève de la garde du tombeau du soldat inconnu. Air martial, baïonnettes et bottes bien cirées, comme dans bien des pays.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMWPSYAzI/AAAAAAAABXU/pOrSteVnnMg/s1600-h/C-KREMLIN-02.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMWPSYAzI/AAAAAAAABXU/pOrSteVnnMg/s720/C-KREMLIN-02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361760038817366834" border="0" /></a>Talons hauts le long des remparts du Kremlin.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMNNI8vrI/AAAAAAAABXM/falUZz5yZh8/s1600-h/D-RUE-05.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjMNNI8vrI/AAAAAAAABXM/falUZz5yZh8/s720/D-RUE-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361759883622137522" border="0" /></a>Un dessinateur, rue Arbat, comme à Montmartre.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjL_qcDFII/AAAAAAAABXE/R5C-VVIsr2g/s1600-h/F-G-CIEL-02.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjL_qcDFII/AAAAAAAABXE/R5C-VVIsr2g/s720/F-G-CIEL-02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361759650968704130" border="0" /></a>Gratte-ciel gothique, décor idéal pour tourner un Spider-man ou un remake de "Rosemary's baby".<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjL0CEetXI/AAAAAAAABW8/oPY7mYnNbIM/s1600-h/F-G-CIEL-03.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjL0CEetXI/AAAAAAAABW8/oPY7mYnNbIM/s720/F-G-CIEL-03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361759451153872242" border="0" /></a>Hotel démesuré.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjLlohSd2I/AAAAAAAABW0/wNq8NW06nFs/s1600-h/CANAL-07.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmjLlohSd2I/AAAAAAAABW0/wNq8NW06nFs/s720/CANAL-07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361759203777214306" border="0" /></a>Port maritime grandiose.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-6018577193517628650?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-43088043852943694712009-07-23T15:00:00.000+02:002009-07-23T15:13:02.822+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmImh9uSPJI/AAAAAAAABTE/93ekDvOCCT0/s1600-h/OUGLITCH-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmImh9uSPJI/AAAAAAAABTE/93ekDvOCCT0/s720/OUGLITCH-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359888871470546066" border="0" /></a>Ouglich et son Kremlin où le troisième fils d'Ivan le terrible a été assassiné.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Smhf8TbvtxI/AAAAAAAABWU/Pk-tjJCC9CY/s1600-h/OUGLITCH-10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Smhf8TbvtxI/AAAAAAAABWU/Pk-tjJCC9CY/s720/OUGLITCH-10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361640845998012178" border="0" /></a>L'iconostase de l'église avec ses cinq rangées d'icônes.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmImQY5vSjI/AAAAAAAABS0/4pu2Sx7fzSs/s1600-h/OUGLITCH-12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmImQY5vSjI/AAAAAAAABS0/4pu2Sx7fzSs/s720/OUGLITCH-12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359888569528699442" border="0" /></a>Le brocanteur vendait des samovars. Cela m'a fait envie, mais ce n'est pas facile à ramener.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmImF4hsRWI/AAAAAAAABSs/ZFFmNaM3V8M/s1600-h/OUGLITCH-15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmImF4hsRWI/AAAAAAAABSs/ZFFmNaM3V8M/s720/OUGLITCH-15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359888389039211874" border="0" /></a>Un musicien sur verres.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmNHdgNGXYI/AAAAAAAABWM/KW_zGOsWAQE/s1600-h/OUGLITCH-16.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmNHdgNGXYI/AAAAAAAABWM/KW_zGOsWAQE/s720/OUGLITCH-16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206553687678338" border="0" /></a>Une rue d'Ouglitch<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIl5_03IfI/AAAAAAAABSk/byKOH12F3aU/s1600-h/VOLGA-15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIl5_03IfI/AAAAAAAABSk/byKOH12F3aU/s720/VOLGA-15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359888184840233458" border="0" /></a>L'église a été noyée, avec tout le village, quand les eaux du barrage ont envahi la vallée, seul le clocher émerge. Staline, dit-on, pensait que ce serait un bon repère pour les bateaux, et peut-être, aussi, un symbole.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIlwjFGRkI/AAAAAAAABSc/NBeKw0pqy3Q/s1600-h/VOLGA-22.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIlwjFGRkI/AAAAAAAABSc/NBeKw0pqy3Q/s720/VOLGA-22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359888022504883778" border="0" /></a>Maintenant, Staline est mort et les pêcheurs s'en moquent.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-4308804385294369471?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-11117596374861082292009-07-21T18:00:00.000+02:002009-07-21T18:00:01.012+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIoJpKHkpI/AAAAAAAABT8/0LyFHn4GX18/s1600-h/RYBINSK-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIoJpKHkpI/AAAAAAAABT8/0LyFHn4GX18/s720/RYBINSK-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359890652656538258" border="0" /></a>Rybinsk, ses palais, ses églises et son port, désert au petit matin.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIoDGaoieI/AAAAAAAABT0/ANyt8W2wwIg/s1600-h/VOLGA-02.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIoDGaoieI/AAAAAAAABT0/ANyt8W2wwIg/s720/VOLGA-02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359890540251351522" border="0" /></a>Les pêcheurs, eux, sont déjà levés.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmNFBmRj6oI/AAAAAAAABV8/WbTAXwAIJ-Y/s1600-h/VOLGA-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmNFBmRj6oI/AAAAAAAABV8/WbTAXwAIJ-Y/s720/VOLGA-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360203875257412226" border="0" /></a>On en croise beaucoup tout au long des fleuves de Russie.</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIn50QL4lI/AAAAAAAABTs/DJwT7WtAmOw/s1600-h/VOLGA-10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIn50QL4lI/AAAAAAAABTs/DJwT7WtAmOw/s720/VOLGA-10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359890380756869714" border="0" /></a>La Volga, mère des fleuves, en allant vers Yaroslav.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmInyPX8KeI/AAAAAAAABTk/Cdo4HcdCRkI/s1600-h/YAROSLAV-00.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmInyPX8KeI/AAAAAAAABTk/Cdo4HcdCRkI/s720/YAROSLAV-00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359890250598197730" border="0" /></a>A Yaroslav, Lenine est encore là. Il indique toujours le chemin qu'il faut suivre pour aller au centre ville. C'est bien pratique.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmInpTgI6wI/AAAAAAAABTc/X4J9sIs76iY/s1600-h/YAROSLAV-07.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmInpTgI6wI/AAAAAAAABTc/X4J9sIs76iY/s720/YAROSLAV-07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359890097087507202" border="0" /></a>La robe est bien courte et l'uniforme semble un peu trop grand, qu'importe. Un peu plus loin, deux policiers controlent un automobiliste.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmInf60OiMI/AAAAAAAABTU/aIMSDuf6CeA/s1600-h/YAROSLAV-10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmInf60OiMI/AAAAAAAABTU/aIMSDuf6CeA/s720/YAROSLAV-10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359889935842052290" border="0" /></a>C'est vrai, on trouve de tout, mais c'est bien cher pour les gens du pays. Les cerises sont à 148 roubles la barquette (3,5 Euros) alors que le salaire moyen n'est que de 800 Euros.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmNFocloIGI/AAAAAAAABWE/1LlIeesIXzA/s1600-h/YAROSLAV-09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmNFocloIGI/AAAAAAAABWE/1LlIeesIXzA/s720/YAROSLAV-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360204542672117858" border="0" /></a>Heureusement, il y a les vendeurs de rue.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIm2Yg8I0I/AAAAAAAABTM/l1DVl2oaaeI/s1600-h/YAROSLAV-18.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIm2Yg8I0I/AAAAAAAABTM/l1DVl2oaaeI/s720/YAROSLAV-18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359889222259712834" border="0" /></a>Et comme partout, des policiers.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-1111759637486108229?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-25575323651517335292009-07-20T19:00:00.000+02:002009-07-20T19:35:52.377+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpwt41b0I/AAAAAAAABVE/Wk_96K_pMk0/s1600-h/CHEKSNA-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpwt41b0I/AAAAAAAABVE/Wk_96K_pMk0/s720/CHEKSNA-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359892423452749634" border="0" /></a>La couleur de l'eau de la Cheskna ne donne pas vraiment envie de se baigner...<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpo0iFhNI/AAAAAAAABU8/pGfJrJ4y-78/s1600-h/CHEKSNA-09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpo0iFhNI/AAAAAAAABU8/pGfJrJ4y-78/s720/CHEKSNA-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359892287797429458" border="0" /></a>Pourtant, les gens du pays l'utilisent. Elle est boueuse, mais peut-être pas si polluée que ça.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpfxFUfmI/AAAAAAAABU0/nIfzsJ4OwAw/s1600-h/CHEKSNA-14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpfxFUfmI/AAAAAAAABU0/nIfzsJ4OwAw/s720/CHEKSNA-14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359892132252647010" border="0" /></a>En descendant vers le sud, le trafic maritime est plus dense.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpPRv66WI/AAAAAAAABUs/HhyNSdv5rm0/s1600-h/CHEKSNA-20.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpPRv66WI/AAAAAAAABUs/HhyNSdv5rm0/s720/CHEKSNA-20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359891848963484002" border="0" /></a>Mais les coucher de soleil sont toujours aussi beaux.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpHNCknCI/AAAAAAAABUk/ZXG1Z4yfcBo/s1600-h/CYRIL-07.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIpHNCknCI/AAAAAAAABUk/ZXG1Z4yfcBo/s720/CYRIL-07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359891710260583458" border="0" /></a>Aujourd'hui, je fais partie du groupe 6 pour visiter le monastère de St Cyrille du lac blanc. L'accompagnatrice Russe (en orange) s'appelle Genia et fait ses études...à Angers.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIo-5gvJ0I/AAAAAAAABUc/Puhm8-JI-FE/s1600-h/CYRIL-09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIo-5gvJ0I/AAAAAAAABUc/Puhm8-JI-FE/s720/CYRIL-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359891567579440962" border="0" /></a>Les touristes ont piétiné l'herbe de la berge, mais cela ne semble pas gêner le pécheur. L'eau du lac a, parait-il, un effet rajeunissant pour celui qui s'y baigne.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIo05K13WI/AAAAAAAABUU/yXHnp5JxyGA/s1600-h/GORITSY-02.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIo05K13WI/AAAAAAAABUU/yXHnp5JxyGA/s720/GORITSY-02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359891395688914274" border="0" /></a>Petites maisons de bois à Goritsy.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIoppfLHVI/AAAAAAAABUM/gaRQUfD_jlc/s1600-h/GORITSY-05.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIoppfLHVI/AAAAAAAABUM/gaRQUfD_jlc/s720/GORITSY-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359891202500664658" border="0" /></a>L'arret du bus est fait pour supporter la neige.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIogVSTmwI/AAAAAAAABUE/n774-56DqFw/s1600-h/VODKA-03.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIogVSTmwI/AAAAAAAABUE/n774-56DqFw/s720/VODKA-03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359891042459163394" border="0" /></a>Au retour, une dégustation de cinq vodkas différentes nous attends ; Dans l'assiette, blinis et oeufs de saumon.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-2557532365151733529?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-81962757513424213282009-07-18T22:00:00.008+02:002009-07-19T12:38:58.074+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqljKXmAI/AAAAAAAABVs/id4MAdbtmDE/s1600-h/KIJI-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqljKXmAI/AAAAAAAABVs/id4MAdbtmDE/s720/KIJI-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359893331106568194" border="0" /></a>L'ile de KIJI, sur le lac ONEGA, est un musée en plein air, où diverses constructions typiques de la région ont été rassemblées. L' église d'été est construite entièrement en bois, avec une bonne vingtaine de bulbes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmL0jjnn1JI/AAAAAAAABV0/DlmeJdlR6Yg/s1600-h/KIJI-06.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmL0jjnn1JI/AAAAAAAABV0/DlmeJdlR6Yg/s720/KIJI-06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360115398218339474" border="0" /></a>Ce n'est pas un chalet Savoyard, c'est une ferme de Carélie. L'escalier permettait la montée des animaux dans l'étable. Derrière, on aperçoit l'église d'été, le clocher (séparé) et l'église d'hiver, plus petite et pourvue d' un poêle.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqdFZBToI/AAAAAAAABVk/eXWGyRH6cBo/s1600-h/KIJI-09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqdFZBToI/AAAAAAAABVk/eXWGyRH6cBo/s720/KIJI-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359893185676004994" border="0" /></a>Reconstitution d'un intérieur traditionnel avec poêle, poêlons et samovar.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqUbNfQCI/AAAAAAAABVc/JYFH_P7-gR4/s1600-h/VYTEGRA-03.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqUbNfQCI/AAAAAAAABVc/JYFH_P7-gR4/s720/VYTEGRA-03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359893036914393122" border="0" /></a>Sur la Vytegra, le passage d'une écluse<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqL_5ayjI/AAAAAAAABVU/U542BXhOdyU/s1600-h/VYTEGRA-05.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqL_5ayjI/AAAAAAAABVU/U542BXhOdyU/s720/VYTEGRA-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359892892143503922" border="0" /></a>Une église à moitié démolie à l'époque du régime communiste.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqCbymxCI/AAAAAAAABVM/KhUd0Iysp4o/s1600-h/VYTEGRA-10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SmIqCbymxCI/AAAAAAAABVM/KhUd0Iysp4o/s720/VYTEGRA-10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359892727832429602" border="0" /></a>Un port fluvial, vers minuit.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-8196275751342421328?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-17099077669689416522009-07-13T23:20:00.008+02:002009-07-13T23:39:29.103+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlumQNyjU0I/AAAAAAAABR4/vBr1e5VcHoY/s1600-h/NEVA07-LADOGA.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlumQNyjU0I/AAAAAAAABR4/vBr1e5VcHoY/s720/NEVA07-LADOGA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358058979197145922" border="0" /></a>A 11 heures du soir, sur la Neva.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlulRsgMN8I/AAAAAAAABRI/7PvpYB-vSmo/s1600-h/NEVA08-LADOGA.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlulRsgMN8I/AAAAAAAABRI/7PvpYB-vSmo/s720/NEVA08-LADOGA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358057905109874626" border="0" /></a>Une heure plus tard, sur le lac Ladoga.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slulj0GDzDI/AAAAAAAABRY/UFVRT7xVkkI/s1600-h/SVIR-02.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slulj0GDzDI/AAAAAAAABRY/UFVRT7xVkkI/s720/SVIR-02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358058216385399858" border="0" /></a>Le lendemain matin, sur la Svir, le passé se rappelle à nous<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlulzXzw6-I/AAAAAAAABRo/Mq966knVkBc/s1600-h/SVIR-11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlulzXzw6-I/AAAAAAAABRo/Mq966knVkBc/s720/SVIR-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358058483670379490" border="0" /></a>On voit de modestes maisons en bois<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slulrkf_gzI/AAAAAAAABRg/6LmspGACRCs/s1600-h/SVIR-08.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slulrkf_gzI/AAAAAAAABRg/6LmspGACRCs/s720/SVIR-08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358058349638157106" border="0" /></a>Et d'autres, moins modestes, avec toit bleu, double garage et sauna<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slul8HnUZJI/AAAAAAAABRw/8UT5lAI_X-Q/s1600-h/SVIR-15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slul8HnUZJI/AAAAAAAABRw/8UT5lAI_X-Q/s720/SVIR-15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358058633942033554" border="0" /></a>Et le soir, sur la Svir, le soleil se couche encore<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-1709907766968941652?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-25030596386227569872009-07-12T22:15:00.000+02:002009-07-12T22:15:00.582+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slo1lh-VWbI/AAAAAAAABRA/uCh3YcE3lyw/s1600-h/SP-Rue-21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slo1lh-VWbI/AAAAAAAABRA/uCh3YcE3lyw/s720/SP-Rue-21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357653625601874354" border="0" /></a>Une belle place...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlovpJe9VSI/AAAAAAAABQY/DoOPoa2URkM/s1600-h/SP-Rue-06.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlovpJe9VSI/AAAAAAAABQY/DoOPoa2URkM/s720/SP-Rue-06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357647090677536034" border="0" /></a>Il pleut tous les jours, nous dit-on, cela semble vrai.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlovVAHQB5I/AAAAAAAABQQ/m6o7u6ryDLo/s1600-h/SP-Neva-02.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlovVAHQB5I/AAAAAAAABQQ/m6o7u6ryDLo/s720/SP-Neva-02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357646744564795282" border="0" /></a>La Neva et un pont qui pourrait être parisien<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlovKJOgeDI/AAAAAAAABQI/mcyKRrWY_hU/s1600-h/SP-Canaux-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlovKJOgeDI/AAAAAAAABQI/mcyKRrWY_hU/s720/SP-Canaux-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357646558032590898" border="0" /></a>Des petits canaux sur lesquels on navigue<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlouTricWPI/AAAAAAAABP4/-PNOT6SJuyY/s1600-h/SP-Canaux-04.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlouTricWPI/AAAAAAAABP4/-PNOT6SJuyY/s720/SP-Canaux-04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357645622350207218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SloukxPr7RI/AAAAAAAABQA/viqDvIHp-bo/s1600-h/SP-Rue-12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SloukxPr7RI/AAAAAAAABQA/viqDvIHp-bo/s720/SP-Rue-12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357645915939925266" border="0" /></a>Le métro. Pas aussi beau que celui de Moscou, parait-il, mais pas mal quand même.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-2503059638622756987?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-78789200315424892862009-07-09T22:16:00.014+02:002009-07-11T09:36:48.685+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slg-JquKHBI/AAAAAAAABPg/q7AujuT3TZI/s1600-h/SP-Canaux-03.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slg-JquKHBI/AAAAAAAABPg/q7AujuT3TZI/s720/SP-Canaux-03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357100092564839442" border="0" /></a>Il y a des palais à chaque coin de rue, ou plutot, au bord de chaque canal. Celui du Tsarevitch, qui craignait d'etre assassiné et qui l'a été, malgré ses précautions, celui que la Tsarine avait offert à son amant qui l'a perdu au jeu...deux fois, et que la Tsarine a racheté...deux fois, et bien d'autres.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZWBMaQ5gI/AAAAAAAABPA/VyiPuQdMqcU/s1600-h/SP-Ermitage-01.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZWBMaQ5gI/AAAAAAAABPA/VyiPuQdMqcU/s720/SP-Ermitage-01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356563385315026434" border="0" /></a>Il y a aussi le musée de l'Ermitage, ancien palais des Tsars, repeint à neuf.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVrlO09eI/AAAAAAAABO4/PNgpC7LMFLU/s1600-h/SP-Ermitage-02.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVrlO09eI/AAAAAAAABO4/PNgpC7LMFLU/s200/SP-Ermitage-02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356563014020822498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVfM_EnuI/AAAAAAAABOw/mMinznkB_MI/s1600-h/SP-Ermitage-05.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVfM_EnuI/AAAAAAAABOw/mMinznkB_MI/s200/SP-Ermitage-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356562801353858786" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVToNnuwI/AAAAAAAABOo/vcWf4NqjZ-g/s1600-h/SP-Ermitage-08.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVToNnuwI/AAAAAAAABOo/vcWf4NqjZ-g/s200/SP-Ermitage-08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356562602504207106" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVJS0xqzI/AAAAAAAABOg/mgHvIKWyFwY/s1600-h/SP-Ermitage-07.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZVJS0xqzI/AAAAAAAABOg/mgHvIKWyFwY/s200/SP-Ermitage-07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356562424964164402" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">L'intérieur est aussi somptueux que la façade.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slg8OaQ9uuI/AAAAAAAABPQ/MDvnPtGQIJY/s1600-h/SP-Ermitage-11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slg8OaQ9uuI/AAAAAAAABPQ/MDvnPtGQIJY/s720/SP-Ermitage-11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357097975023516386" border="0" /></a>Les escaliers ont juste la largeur nécessaire pour que deux princesses en robe de soirée puissent se croiser.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZUtrSiFjI/AAAAAAAABOY/cER8UDCnAIU/s1600-h/SP-Ermitage-18.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZUtrSiFjI/AAAAAAAABOY/cER8UDCnAIU/s720/SP-Ermitage-18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356561950495086130" border="0" /></a>La surveillante a peut-etre été oubliée là depuis le dernier changement de régime.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZQhMdslOI/AAAAAAAABOI/qmbF4lsqjPk/s1600-h/SP-Theatre-04.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZQhMdslOI/AAAAAAAABOI/qmbF4lsqjPk/s720/SP-Theatre-04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356557338015470818" border="0" /></a>Le théatre Marinsky (celui de la <a href="http://www.faisceau.com/dans_pavl.htm"> Pavlova </a>) avant la représentation de <a href="http://www.resmusica.com/article_6585_scene_danse_le_petit_cheval_bossu_saint-petersbourg_vers_un_nouveau_genre_.html"> Petit cheval bossu</a>. Les places ne sont pas données (une semaine de salaire moyen, environ) , mais comme on le voit, la tenue de soirée n'est pas de rigueur.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slg9teXYsqI/AAAAAAAABPY/cnLfVcJvo3U/s1600-h/SP-Theatre-05.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/Slg9teXYsqI/AAAAAAAABPY/cnLfVcJvo3U/s720/SP-Theatre-05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357099608211763874" border="0" /></a>Son plafond<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZTvg9swSI/AAAAAAAABOQ/auG36SI4FZk/s1600-h/SP-Theatre-03.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZTvg9swSI/AAAAAAAABOQ/auG36SI4FZk/s720/SP-Theatre-03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356560882571460898" border="0" /></a>Et son vestiaire : hauts talons et socquettes blanches.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-7878920031542489286?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8421803553677909721.post-10351321603669282432009-07-09T09:22:00.012+02:002009-07-09T23:05:57.722+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZWoz_CBPI/AAAAAAAABPI/rpXlRJITLjM/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlZWoz_CBPI/AAAAAAAABPI/rpXlRJITLjM/s720/IMG_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356564065953121522" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Quand on sort de l'aéroport, et que l'on se retourne pour voir sa façade, on se dit que rien n'a changé.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWcSQ8r0vI/AAAAAAAABN4/gfnKSCXc1-g/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWcSQ8r0vI/AAAAAAAABN4/gfnKSCXc1-g/s720/IMG_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356359169428148978" border="0" /></a>Dans tous les pays du monde les enfants aiment la pêche à la ligne.<br />La seule différence, c'est qu'en Russie du nord, le 20 juin, ils mettent un bonnet.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWb05QVEaI/AAAAAAAABNw/-6M4VtgX_q8/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWb05QVEaI/AAAAAAAABNw/-6M4VtgX_q8/s720/IMG_0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356358664851886498" border="0" /></a>Le port fluvial avec le seul pont de St Petersbourg qui ne s'ouvre pas la nuit pour laisser passer les gros bateaux.<br />Le quai a connu des jours meilleurs.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWbdh67cNI/AAAAAAAABNo/mvI5TDqPf0g/s1600-h/IMG_0277.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWbdh67cNI/AAAAAAAABNo/mvI5TDqPf0g/s720/IMG_0277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356358263451119826" border="0" /></a>Le vieux port.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWa6Rkq9NI/AAAAAAAABNg/SKnsQuBGxIo/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWG0vNPANME/SlWa6Rkq9NI/AAAAAAAABNg/SKnsQuBGxIo/s720/IMG_0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356357657767376082" border="0" /></a>A 11 heures du soir, le soleil se couche, la polaire est de rigueur.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8421803553677909721-1035132160366928243?l=alain-russie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ALAINhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17588240936191844264noreply@blogger.com