People are divided into two groups: those, who love, and those who hate Moscow. Everything, but indifference. On one hand it’s a huge (you don’t even imagine how enormous the city is) metropolis filled with possibilities, ever-changing face and a whole world inside, on the other – intimidating, imperial, oppressing, overcrowded, polluted. Depends on what you choose to see and the way to consider everything seen. I like Moscow. But exclusively because somehow it fills me with nostalgia for that large post-soviet pain people feel every day leaning against the doors in a huge underground web. Doors with a clear demand: do not lean against the door. Even if I was born and raised in Ukraine, Moscow gives me a peculiar home longing. A painful but somehow pleasant feeling to be just another person in a huge mass of people. And this feeling is particularly reinforced in winter.

This won’t be a list of points of interest. Moscow isn’t the tourist city in a classic meaning of the word, but it has so much to offer for those, who are not searching for easy ways. Let’s go for a walk in Russian capital.

At that moment it was closed again, otherwise it has a long line of tourists from China.

Those, who are still crazy about the USSR.

Arbat – if you want to buy your Matreshki.

Bolshoy Theatre – a real must of every visitor. Just take care of the tickets in advance.

It is so gorgeous, that there are special tours around Moscow underground system. As well as a bunch of quite scary legends about creatures hidden in its depth.

Local Père-Lachaise with graves of locally famous people. For example a grave of Bulgakov – the author of The Master and Margarita.

Worker and Kolhoz Woman – anyone willing to see one of the most recognizable symbols of the soviet epoch? This statue was an emblem of the film studio Mosfilm. For us it was no less important than a roaring lion of Metro Goldwyn Mayer film studio.

What makes Moscow look like Moscow.

The place in Moscow I actually miss.