Best Event Tickets in Ruling Russia
I was a foreign exchange student in Russia and I had a lot to learn, not academically, but socially. Like knowing and speaking the language and understanding a challenges of being right in the middle of a culture completely different than mine. For example, I was attending a lecture about Global Studies and the Professor talked about ‘laws’ and ‘rules’ in Russian society. Laws are what are known. They are a part of public record, plus they are changeable according to the climate of the people power.
He then explained that rules are different. Rules don’t change like how fast laws can change. Rules are not public, meaning that rules are not formally written. He told us if living in the Russian culture, I need to learn the rules and then this will help make all the difference. I can attest to that! I don’t know Russian rules. Earlier this morning, three friends and I went out to visit Peter the Great’s palace, the one where he lived before he died. We heard that this would be one of the Best Event Tickets to get during our stay in Russia.
We started out with a hydrofoil ride, which was cool. We travelled about 40 knots and the ride lasted around a half-hour along the Neva River which then went into the Gulf of Finland where the Peterof is located. Right away we could see that the grounds and the buildings were opulent. Deep green gardens, fountains and gold-plated statues were really magnificent. So, from the beginning to the end, we thought we were following the laws to the letter. First, we stepped off the hydrofoil and stood in line to show that we indeed purchased event tickets which allows one to enter into the lower gardens. We went over to a fountain where there were women and men dressed in period costumes. We wanted to take pictures, but according to the law written on a small sign saying that there is a fee to take photographs. We’re broke, so we ended up not taking any photos.
Next we approached a solemn looking man in a dark suit, he definitely was an employee of the palace, and as we got near he yelled 2-o-clock, 2-o-clock! I wasn’t quite 2pm so we figured we’d come back in a half-hour. Long-story-short, we never made it inside the palace! The we couldn’t figure out which line to stand in, and no one spoke English. But, finally we managed to ask someone in Spanish why we weren’t allowed to stand in this line or that line and we were told since we weren’t a part of a tour group, there’s no chance in hell to go inside the palace. An unspoken ‘rule’.
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