When I was in Moscow this August, I couldn’t help remembering Meghan’s post “I’ve found my soul mate” about Moscow:
I’ve found my soul mate… in the form of a city. Maybe that makes it my soulcity?
Surprisingly, I’m talking about Moscow. Yes, Moscow of “Moscow Doesn’t Believe in Tears”. A place I imagined to be cold and hard and dark. It is anything but that.
Moscow is full of energy and color. This time of year, it smells of lilac and cigarette smoke. The pace is fast and the traffic is heavy. Everything is on a grand scale (buildings, cathedrals, stretch limos), and everything is a reminder of the past. I saw nothing of the darkness and gloom that I’d imagined; the energy of the city (at least as I perceived it) felt upbeat and alive and even youthful.
Moscow is an energetic city, it never sleeps, it’s always in motion. At the same time there are many parks where you can relax.