Not particularly a tourist attraction, this church became a landmark for me each day confirming I was headed in the correct direction. A plaque on the side of the building states that it was built in memory of Russian naval victories at Gangut and Grenham that were won on St. Panteleimon's Day. It was built by Peter the Great in 1721 at the Particular Shipyard.
The simple red and white exterior captured my attention and a glimpse through the window drew me in. I pushed the wooden door opened and was greeted with the echoing song of a choir. Although only a recording, the music filled the room. A service was going on so I stepped to a wall and watched quietly.
Around 15-20 people stood in the room, men and women with their heads covered, young adult and elderly. There were no chairs or pews, just an open space. They did not stand in a row but each person seemed to have their personal space that was not to be invaded. The air was heavy with the scent of incense floating out of the metal balls the priests would swing back and forth from time to time.
There seemed to be an order to the service. Choral music then the monotone song of the priest. The people would bow at the waist with stiff legs in unison. A priest dressed in long robes would walk around with a gilded cross then the incense ball creating the sign of the cross with his movements.
Observing people worship gives me a glimpse into the society. Who is there? How many are there? Are they sincere?
Another reason I love stopping in churches and cathedrals is the architecture. Even a simple church that is there only for the worship of the people can be amazing. This church was painted in pastels of deep hues from floor to ceiling. Arches met creating a vaulted ceiling. Gold stars with simple lines filled the space.
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