These waning days of July have been bad. The weather is maddening – in a city that gets so little heat and light, people require a proper summer. When summer peters out a month and a half early, as if the quotas on warmth have been reduced like the quotas on foreigners, you don’t knowContinue reading “The gloomy Sunday that wasn’t”
I really like the neighborhood of Kuzminki, I’ve decided. We’re in that calm before the storm there – before various overpriced developers move in.
So you wouldn’t have to.
This time, in a Moscow grocery shop.
If I could pick one word to describe Russia today it would be “uncertain.” Doesn’t strike you as the right kind of word at first, does it? What is this? “An uncertain Russia”? How can a country be uncertain? And yet uncertainty is the biggest governing force both in Russia’s daily life and the moreContinue reading “Irresolution”