And I go, I walk through Moscow ... (c)
Speaking of which, it is thanks to Turpravda that I have learned many different useful things about countries and continents, hotels and travel agencies, flights and transfers. But the most important thing that TurPravda gave me are the people I met here. And probably in other circumstances I would never have met. One of such significant people for me is Kolia_oro. egor . We have been communicating with him for a long time, long ago and easily switched to "you". And so I somehow stopped considering him a stranger to me, despite the fact that we have never seen each other alive.
When a trip to Russia loomed in February (just as a navigator, but who now rides without navigators? ), hesitantly, she immediately told a friend, saying she was ready drop everything and come to Yurlovo , and can he receive an unexpected guest from Ukraine? After receiving an immediate positive response, she went to collect the suitcase.
And here came the "X" day.
Arriving in the Moscow suburb of Obninsk, I found out that KyivStar did not connect my roaming service, and now I am on the other side of the connection. I mourned my own stupidity (you could take another phone), jumped for the Russian starter pack. And when she finally got mobile, she called Koli. Despite the late hour, the traffic jams and the distance between Kolin Yurlov and "my" Obninsky, he immediately ran after me in a festive red car and… It turned out exactly as I imagined it. Very rarely, a picture that you compose in your head, knowing someone only in absentia, then coincides with the original. Here it turned out 100% hit. There was a feeling that we had known each other for a hundred years and had simply not seen each other for a long time.
On the way to Yurlov they talked about it. A piece of Moscow, seen at night, struck just as impresses any large city convinced provincial: -).
For example, how good
built in honor of Muslim Magomayev
But even against the background of the pompous Crocus City Hall, the house where our Nicholas lives was no less impressive (all photos of "personal space" are included in the story with the permission of the owner of "space":
In his free time, he builds fabulous half-timbered houses for his children:
And in the village where he lives - playgrounds:
Photo is not contagious, yeah. The fungus has been "growing" in such a "hat" since the summer near Moscow.
And I saw him!
About sleigh , of course you already know (and if not, click the word" sleigh "):
And the next day we watched Moscow together. The last time we saw her was 10 years ago. And then she seemed gray and uncomfortable to me, despite the fact that it was summer. Now I suddenly liked her. And now I understand somewhere Muscovites and non-Muscovites who are proud of her. Compared to what I remember her, Moscow became more beautiful, faded and became such a woman with brilliance: -).
It also turned out that watching Moscow with a native Muscovite is not like walking it alone or as part of a group tour. The only thing is that due to the time limit I didn't have to walk anywhere. We went everywhere. And the photos are all taken from the car.
Here is a Moscow curiosity. The ball at the top is a restaurant that didn't take place.
When the structure was completed, it turned out that the elevator could not be made due to its features.
And who wants to climb to such a height on foot? ! ! So now it hangs, unclaimed:
Here is Moscow City. What was recently seen thanks to Signora_L Hong Kong ?
But no, not Hong Kong : ))):
And here, it would seem, the most ordinary skyscraper. But not everything is so clear. In the "Luzhkov" era, the mayor and his comrades decided to fight against unauthorized construction of high-rise buildings. The builders did the same thing: in order to get permits cheaper, they declared 18-20 floors in them. And then, during the construction, from above "accidentally" these same floors grew another 30-40. So this house became a "show flog" for such tricksters. He just "hacked" extra floors.
And as much as they managed to build at the time of the inspection - that's all that's left.
Although it can be seen nearby that the mountain was originally planned higher, the house even seems to be twisted around its axis, for stability, obviously:
Behind the fence "Mosfilm":
Ahead - MSU, main building, one of the seven "Stalinist" skyscrapers:
It turns out that this building was built at the personal suggestion of Stalin. At the time of construction, it was the highest in Europe (34 floors 183.2 m high, and together with the spire 240 m). Initially, it was planned to install a sculpture of Lomonosov instead of a spire. But, puffing on the phone, the leader changed his mind, and like other "Stalinist" skyscrapers, this one was decorated with a spire with a star. And Vera Mukhina dreamed of putting her "Worker and Collective Farmer" in front of this building.
But she was refused and as a result the sculpture was installed at the ENEA.
If you stand facing the Moscow State University, then behind you - a familiar view from the Sparrow Hills (well, if not in person, then I saw it in the movies a hundred thousand times):
If you turn the "heads of the cobs" a little to the right, you will see the Shukhov TV tower. Wow, she is so delicate, barely visible in the distance:
It was built during the Civil War. And that is why it is "only" 150 m high (instead of the 350 planned by the author) - there is simply no metal. This is the first high-rise Russian radio tower and the first TV tower in Russia. And this is a hyperbolo tower. That is, it consists of real hyperboloids (well, the same ones described in Garin's Hyperboloid).
She is known all over the world and at one time was even a symbol of the engineering exhibition in the center of Pompidou in Paris.
And here is the bronze Gagarin.
Mykola made me very happy by telling me about how MSU high school students breed freshmen on a bike that every year on the night of April 12 the statue comes to life, shrugs in King Kong and does so: “Uh! Uh-huh! ”. After all, there are naive children who believe in miracles!
Here Nikolai simply said: "Take it off. " And I dutifully pressed the camera button:
It turned out that in one of the parts of the favorite Soviet movie "Operation Y" - "Invasion" - it is from this porch, waving a bag, comes down the girl Lida, who successfully passed the exam. While Shurik nervously wipes his glasses in anticipation of a fateful meeting and ruffles his already shaggy hair: http:// coub. com / view / b8vnh.
There is now a chemical research institute here. If the full title, the Institute of Elemental Organic Compounds named after AN Nesmeyanov RAS. Many things have been created within its walls.
But perhaps the most famous is the artificial black caviar.
And this is the former Trubetsky estate "Nenudny" in Nenudny Garden. And as if justifying the name, this is where they shoot "What? Where? When? ». Now I will watch the program and present this picture: )
As a child, I remember, there was no greater happiness than the arrival of Moscow guests, who always brought chocolate "Olenka" and candy "Pineapple". Both are made here at the Chervonyi Zhovten confectionery factory:
I couldn't even imagine that the world-famous museum doesn't look like this:
But yes:
And this creation of the hands of Tsereteli, Christopher, which did not take place, was transformed into Peter:
Well, you know this famous fable about the fact that Zurab Konstantinovich created for the Americans the discoverer of American lands - Christopher Columbus. But something Christopher did not like in America. Then they tried to build it in Spain, Portugal somewhere else. And since it did not grow together, at the end of all these drinking the venerable sculptor decided that after a minor refinement of the monument may well be Peter the Great (although even for me a mystery: what is the connection between Peter and Moscow? ). And so he, dear, now adorns one of Moscow's embankments. And sharp-tongued Muscovites invent all sorts of sarcastic nicknames for him, such as "Cowards are dried" (aren't they like sails? ) Or "The man with the newspaper".
Tsereteli's horror has passed.
Ahead on the right you can see a piece of the famous House on the Embankment:
It was built especially for the Soviet nomenklatura elite and intelligentsia. Well, now who will be surprised by the oak flooring in the house? Or a freight elevator on which garbage was taken out? But that during the construction in the apartments specially invited specialists-restorers from the Hermitage (! ) Were made frescoes? ! ! Well, in the best traditions of modern residential complexes back then, in the 30s of last century in this house designed a club, cinema, gym, department store, laundry and clinic, savings bank and communications department, kindergarten and nursery. Residents did not cook at home, and in the canteen they received ready-made lunches and dry rations free of charge on coupons. Lawns with fountains were laid out in the courtyards of the house.
Except for this one:
No other photos were released. Instead - gaping black and the inscription "File is not an image". I thought that the camera glitched.
But already at home, people suggested that who knows, maybe there are some special silencers on this bridge, so that the damned spies could not use ultra-modern photo / video equipment to penetrate the holidays of the Kremlin's saints "behind the scenes". There was only one way to test this hypothesis: to take the same photos, from the same angles, but with a Russian camera: -). And imagine, it all worked out. Therefore, obviously it is not about the work of special services, but about the specific skills of Ukrainian photographers))). But as expected (according to the voice of the cartoon Carlson), a friend saved a friend. And further pictures for the story on the site I duplicated Kolia_oro. egor.
But as soon as the Kremlin stars disappeared from my lens, the Ukrainian camera still worked with confidence. And recorded Pashkov House (or Pashkov House):
Briefly about him, it was from his roof Woland left Moscow spoiled by housing issues.
And Tver-Yamsk,
On which, as well as along the St. . ». I immediately mentioned Burlakov Fros https:// www. youtube. com / watch? v = o7QJlczXRuo : -)
And the Belarusian railway station, about which there is also a movie:
Well, in the evening of this wonderful day we sat with the Yegorychs by the fireplace, had dinner ...And it was good and calm, as it happens only with people close to you.
From the practical road.
Since I didn't go anywhere alone, I can't say anything about public transport prices or actual transport. Impressed by the cheapness of gasoline - about 33 rubles (in UAH about 10 UAH against our 20 UAH / 1 liter).
And mobile communication is also very accessible: I called home with a Russian MTS card, I will not give exact figures, but it was definitely cheaper than the Kyivstar tariff. I don't go to McDonald's at home. Somehow he didn't really like me. But I ate a Russian burger twice (in Moscow and somewhere near Bryansk), and both times I liked it. Excellent roads (in any case, in the Bryansk, Moscow and Kaluga regions). Although when I enthusiastically chatted about it in Kola's house, Muscovites laughed at my admiration. Compared to the two-year-old trip , there are many gas stations on the route, including cafeterias and tidy toilets. That is.
and hunger and other needs on the road can now be easily met. While driving, most drivers politely give way, which was also a pleasant surprise.
Customs.
Traditionally, we go not through Hlukhiv, but through "Three Sisters" (on our side Senkivka, on the Russian side - Novi Yurkovichi, on the Belarusian side - Veselivka. Therefore, "Three Sisters"). There is also a pedestrian crossing. Passing groups of 5-6 people, in my opinion, in autumn and spring is a very dubious pleasure: nauseating in the crowd of sufferers, in the wind, migration cards fill "on the back" of a neighbor, do not leave, nothing. And also who knows how long it will take. When traveling to Russia in your own car you need to lay at customs for at least 6 hours (when traveling "there", otherwise for some reason released faster). Meticulously inspected things (selectively, but forced to take everything out of the car).
You will have to fill out a customs declaration for the temporary importation of a vehicle into the territory of the OEAS (I have long understood what it is: -). It requires, as always, photocopies of the technical certificate and passport of the owner of the vehicle. Therefore, it is better to take care of availability in advance
. The declaration forms themselves are near the customs booth on the table, take it, I don't want to. The Russian customs officer was more thoughtful than his Ukrainian counterpart. In any case, I asked the question, inadvertently, but in full. Our people were somehow not very interested in the availability of antiques or weapons-drugs: ). Although, in fact, leaving the Motherland for a short time, we did not stock up on the first, second or third. We were surprised by the changed rules of import to the Russian territory of alcohol: now you can import only 3 liters per person. And the strength of the drink does not matter. And up to three duty-free liters will be counted and vyskarik, vodka, and wine and beer.
It also does not matter if they are bought in a shop or in a regular store.
On the way there right in front of the border from our side, after a small checkpoint (even more like a picket), we turned for a moment in the nearby forest.
They didn't have time to recover, sorry, when a border guard rushed from the border post to the UAZ with the question: “What are you doing here, huh? "Having received a direct answer, they say we need it, he laughed and rolled just as fast.
This time they opened a small new hotel in Chernihiv. What is convenient - from it to Senkivka just 0.5 km.
I also liked the dawn rays Sednev on the river Sniv . For some reason, it just so happened that he was probably Sednev, not Sednev. That's not to say, it's nice to go around the country, read the names of settlements and immediately remember the stories read on the TP about them: -).
Oh, I completely forgot.
On all roads in Russia, one of the favorite pastimes is the consideration of window frames. Here we have such things happen only somewhere in the Chernihiv region. And everywhere. And there are real works of art:
Well, at the end of my "Moscow saga" I can't help but thank from the bottom of my heart the whole Yegorychov family, thanks to whom the trip to a close but unfriendly country left so many pleasant impressions. I really felt like a dear and welcome guest. And I very much hope that it will be possible to repay with the same coin, but already in Ukraine.
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