Archive for December, 2006
Attempted to go buy some food at the market by Universitet subway station, but got impatient waiting for the trolley, crossed the street and went the other way, to the center.
I’m so happy we’ve moved. I used to love Moscow’s center, and I still do, but to live there with Marta would’ve been a nightmare. [...]
Attempted to go buy some food at the market by Universitet subway station, but got impatient waiting for the trolley, crossed the street and went the other way, to the center.
I’m so happy we’ve moved. I used to love Moscow’s center, and I still do, but to live there with Marta would’ve been a nightmare. [...]
Attempted to go buy some food at the market by Universitet subway station, but got impatient waiting for the trolley, crossed the street and went the other way, to the center.
I’m so happy we’ve moved. I used to love Moscow’s center, and I still do, but to live there with Marta would’ve been a nightmare. [...]
Happened upon the Russian Nostalgia channel today – among other things, watched a re-run of the main Soviet news show Programma “Vremya”.
Absolutely overwhelming.
I’ve no idea how they choose which old newscasts to show, but today there was one from the end of 1989, and the main theme was the revolution in Romania. Very [...]
Happened upon the Russian Nostalgia channel today – among other things, watched a re-run of the main Soviet news show Programma “Vremya”.
Absolutely overwhelming.
I’ve no idea how they choose which old newscasts to show, but today there was one from the end of 1989, and the main theme was the revolution in Romania. Very [...]
Global Voices OnlineWednesday, December 27, 2006
LJ user fool_4_lifetime found a rare photo album in a Moscow dump – Im Flug nach Moskau, by Erich Einhorn, ARTIA, 1959 – and scanned and posted 60 spreads of Moscow photos from it in the moya_moskva (My Moscow) LJ community. (Warning: bandwidth intensive!)
Here is one of the photos:
And [...]
From our window on the seventh floor, I could tell that the guys in orange jackets down in the backyard were Tajik: the street sweepers. This is a “very Moscow” thing.
Komsomolsky Prospekt is like Khreshchatyk – three lanes in each direction. Only the traffic seems to be not as intense as it is in Kyiv [...]
From our window on the seventh floor, I could tell that the guys in orange jackets down in the backyard were Tajik: the street sweepers. This is a “very Moscow” thing.
Komsomolsky Prospekt is like Khreshchatyk – three lanes in each direction. Only the traffic seems to be not as intense as it is in Kyiv [...]


