The Band

We have continental breakfast delivered to our room and listen to the band outside on the quay while we get ready to go out on a four-hour tour of the city.

Morning Call in St Petersburg

I am half asleep yet can hear a band playing. Has someone switched on the TV? the bedside clock reads 7.00am. I draw back the curtains and peer through the porthole. We have arrived in Saint-Petersburg. We are being serenaded by a brass band on the dock.