Well I’m still alive, but after the day I had yesterday its a bit debatable.
I was having breakfast in Russia, lunch in Germany, and then dinner in best Indian food place I have ever encountered in East London.
I’m currently staying in the Bloomsbury area, next to King’s Cross Station. Even through my exhaustion I took a quick toddle around the hood yesterday to check out the peeps.
Knowing that I’m in one of the most diverse places in the world, did not stop me from have a feeling of awe at the sheer mixture of it all.
It brought a smile to my face to walk down the street and experience it all.
This is my second day in Moscow and I’m not as smitten with this city as St Petersburg, also know as Санкт-Петербург. Yesterday we walked around Red Square and had a look at the infamous Saint Basil’s Cathedral.
Today we went through the Kremlin and walked through the State Armory and the Diamond Exchange. It was amazing to see that much bling and gilding in one location. The piece that I was most awed by was a 150 carat aquamarine ring. Not to mention the crowns….and the coronation dress of Catherine the Great. In some ways I feel as of I might have a deeper understanding of the Russian psyche and the history of extreme gilding and the sprinkling of precious gem stones.
After all of the gold and lavish adornment, there was the need for food and watering. My companions and I ended up in a rather fashionable part of Moscow known as the Arbat neighborhood. After a bit of shopping we ended up at Vogue Cafe enjoying one of the best cups of tea I think I have ever had. It was red bilberry with mint and honey, served in a french press. Along with that I had a passion fruit jelly topped with coconut cream, and a touch of mango. Such pleasure was never consumed. And this I ended my last evening in Moscow with a truly fashionable and exquisite dining experience.
Is it possible to be rendered this speechless by a place in the world? Russia feels strangely familiar, intense, beautiful, hardened, gilded suffering, and a place of extremes. It is currently summer here and the days are long, the sun only setting around 2am. I giggle to myself as to how the local mothers put their young ones to bed before midnight. The city definitely takes advantage of the “white nights” and bustles well into the wee hours, runners take their evening exercise around 11:30. There is a feeling industry and development, with construction happening late into the night, and workers taking advantage of the hard won light.
My body is still trying to adjust to the lack of darkness, and I have found napping to be a great pleasure.
On to the fashion and physical presentation of the people. I have seen some of the most beautifully dressed individuals in this city. Remarkable refinement walking down the street with a soviet cinderblock jungle as the backdrop.
Flowing skirts, stilettos, fitted suits, and couture jackets….it’s a feast for the eyes.
Not all of my photographs are accessible at the moment, so this post will be a place holder for what is the come when I get home next month.
I will confess to be even more shy in Russia when it comes to asking to take someone’s photograph, but I’m going to try and work up to it. Also not everyone speaks clear and comprehensive English so I’m not sure how to communicate fully.
So my answer to this conundrum is to photograph shoes! Lots and lots of beautiful footwear in this city, enjoy!