The taxi is speeding at 100 km/h through the old town of St. Petersburg. A few night owls wander through the deserted alleys and defy the bitterly cold April night, which could not digest the last snowfall yet. „The Russians no good car driver“ says our taxi driver and speaks once more into the Google translator to deliver a halfway passable city tour at 2.30 a.m. One hand on the mobile phone, the other at the wheel, the foot a showpiece of pure lead, which chases us at breathtaking speed over the brightly lit Newskij Prospekt, as if we were followed by some kidnappers. Vladim needs about 30 minutes to drive from the airport to the DOM Boutique Hotel and leaves us behind with a friendly grin and the warmest congratulations. Triple market price! You can do it with tourists.