I’m sitting here thinking: Monday was just yesterday, and now it’s Friday. The days just fly. In Moscow, a ritual isn’t about Scandinavian hygge with candles; it’s about how to fight off that crushing fatigue that’s always lurking behind your back. I’m sharing how I try to catch this rhythm and not get swallowed by its insane current.
Life in Moscow is constant movement. But there is one place where I dictate the rules, and every set is an investment in my personal capital. The gym isn’t just a workout; it’s an island of order in the city’s chaos. It’s where diverse people meet, and the connections you make are sometimes more valuable than the squat itself. Here’s why fitness is my main way to keep my head straight.
Ever notice the Western obsession with subscription fees? That’s what always strikes me about the Western approach to life. But in Moscow, a predictable financial bedrock isn’t the rule—it’s a rare, collectible antique. We break down the average Muscovite’s monthly ‘running costs,’ from the unlimited transport pass to a paid AI that costs less than a cup of coffee.
The Art of the Underrated Spot: Why Moscow Vibes Always Trump Star Ratings
We break down the fundamental difference between Moscow’s deeply introverted cafe culture and the loud, photo-driven extroversion of places like Phuket.
Dating in Moscow is not a waltz—it’s a sparring match. I come to start a story, and I get a demand for an oyster voucher. A new post on how to distinguish honesty from cynicism and why paying the bill is your biggest lesson.