I just returned from St. Petersburg, and the Nabokov museum where I had the pleasure of meeting its delightful director Tatyana Ponomareva who showed me around and joined me for lunch. I took some photos, which follow.  Unfortunately the quality is not the best. VN’s mother’s and father’s bedrooms are not part of the museum, but a very nice lady from the organization assigned to those rooms let me photograph them. It was wonderful to be in the house so poignantly described by Nabokov and where his childhood unfolded. Tatyana is on the right, me on the left.