Muzey-Kvartira Vladimira Vladimirovicha Nabokova

On the Grid : Nabokov museum

"The Nabokov museum is actually the house where Vladimir Nabokov was born and lived until November 1917, when his entire family moved abroad because of the revolution. If you are anywhere near Bolshaya Morskaya, stop by the house number 47: on the way in, you’ll see a buzzing TV and concierge, who will show you the right door (due to constant repairs, the entire building is not open to the public). The wooden ceiling and walls in the living room contribute to a cave-like atmosphere. A grand piano and Nabokov’s butterfly collection are standing in the corner – you do know that Nabokov was a well-known amateur entomologist, right? Chat with the unassuming guide – he speaks English and is very knowledgeable about the writer’s family. On your way out, say goodbye to the concierge; she will probably let you go up to the third floor, to admire the glass windows (which Nabokov often described in his books) and an ungainly chandelier in the semi-darkness. While walking down the hall, take a glance in the mirror; it’s an incredible feeling! You’ll truly feel like it’s the very beginning of the 20th century and the masters of the house just left to winter in France." - Nimax

"Nabokov museum, Admiralteyskaya by Nimax. The Nabokov museum is actually the house where Vladimir Nabokov was born and lived until November 1917, when his entire family moved abroad because of the revolution. If you are anywhere near Bolshaya Morskaya, stop by the house number 47: on the way in, you’ll see a buzzing TV and concierge, who will show you the right door (due to constant repairs, the entire building is not open to the public). The wooden ceiling and walls in the living room contribute to a cave-like atmosphere. A grand piano and Nabokov’s butterfly collection are standing in the corner – you do know that Nabokov was a well-known amateur entomologist, right? Chat with the unassuming guide – he speaks English and is very knowledgeable about the writer’s family. On your way out, say goodbye to the concierge; she will probably let you go up to the third floor, to admire the glass windows (which Nabokov often described in his books) and an ungainly chandelier in the semi-darkness. While walking down the hall, take a glance in the mirror; it’s an incredible feeling! You’ll truly feel like it’s the very beginning of the 20th century and the masters of the house just left to winter in France."