In one of the days of fall, I went on a walking tour of Petropavlovsk, to see what live on the outskirts of the city. And the sniff didn't let me down, a full flash drive of impressions, thrash, gore and shards of the Soviet past. Walked no more or less than 20km, reached the big water, had some plushies and took the bus back home, where the subs were waiting for me at sunset…

001 - The shore of Avacha Bay, right in the city center.

002 - Much more romantic this way 🙂.

003 - Two of the three buildings you can look at without tears: the Government and the Theater.

004 - Suddenly, a roller o_O.

005 - Skaters are also appreciated here.

006 - Judging by the porch, there used to be a city billiard hall…

007 - A chapel in honor of the successful defense against the Anglo-French in 1854.

008 - Approaching the third modern building, a hub of historical ruins.

009 - The VTB Bank building. Gazprom here is about two orders more modest 🙂.

010 - Supreme Court.

011 - Supreme Shaman.

012 - A brief look back…

013 - Plenty of staircases in the city, but not so many fountains.

014 - Fleet Alley with viewing spots overlooking the port.

015 - The bench of reconciliation.

016 - Supreme Cat.

017 - One of the few well-maintained historic buildings.

018 - Port terminal.

019 - The city administration building is much more modest.

020 - And this is right under the city administration windows.

021 - At least they can't destroy the sky and mountains!

022 - Sky, mountains, ocean.

023 - But back to our reality…

024 - Museum of Military Glory.

025 - A cannon that isn't standing tall.

026 - Minefield.

027 - I didn't go inside the museum; I'm not a fan of pomp… I'll keep wandering the streets.

028 - It must have been tough to build here.

029 - I must say, road markings are fresh everywhere.

030 - This looks just like Wellington in New Zealand.

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032 - I came from waaaaay over by that mountain.

033 - And here, a firetruck bursts into an otherwise dull and boring frame.

034 - The upper-floor residents have it good, though judging by the metal insulation on the walls, it's a bit chilly.

035 - Ah, just like in New Zealand.

036 - More on 'like in New Zealand.'

037 - But this is more 'like in Russia.'

038 - A new entertainment center.

039 - An old entertainment center.

040 - Upon closer inspection, you can see the letter O is hanging crookedly. I wonder if it's been like that since construction?

041 - The 'main attractions' begin.

042 - Totally 'Ownerless.'

043 - Yes! To hell with the inner world! Only trash and chaos!

044 - Suddenly, a breath of optimism and hope for the future.

045 - Why are all the buildings here clad in metal on the sides? If it's for insulation, why only on the sides?

046 - Forbidden zone, strategic KamAZ truck.

047 - The tire shop is bustling with activity!

048 - Guess the year of construction 🙂.

049 - Thanks, I'd rather grab a shawarma at the station…

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051 - Seems like something fire-related.

052 - Breaking expectations: a gray elephant on a colorful building.

053 - A little island of the Soviet Union.

054 - Even the shape hints at a House of Culture.

055 - But from a distance, it's pleasant to the eye.

056 - Up close, though, 'citizens are making the city cleaner and cozier' 🙁.

057 - Even Lenin's hands are falling.

058 - The same Lenin, but for a wall newspaper 🙂.

059 - In civilized countries, they install elevators in such cases…

060 - The Pioneer House… was.

061 - The movie theater… was.

062 - I hope I don't witness 'snow pushing' O_O.

063 - Whose half is this?

064 - And here, apparently, the whole thing 🙂.

065 - It's only the fleet that keeps people going here.

066 - Maybe everything will really be okay?

067 - Wandered into some abandoned water pumping station.

068 - Nature on the way to the pumping station.

069 - Interesting clouds.

070 - Various industrial stuff.

071 - Suddenly, a tank O_O. They promised to catch up and take the camera.

072

073 - Finish. A bay near Zavoykovo.

074 - Sunset over Avacha Bay.

075 - Submarines at sunset, basking in the warm waves of the surf.

076 - Remnants of a city celebration fleeing on foot, some by swimming, some by air.

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