I love Moscow or one walk through Arbat street

I Love Moscow: One Walk Through Arbat Street


There’s a moment on Arbat Street when time stops.
When the city breathes.
And you remember:
This is why I travel.

It’s early evening.
The sun slants gold over 15th-century walls.
A street musician plays *“Kalinka”* on an accordion.
Somewhere, someone laughs.
The scent of fresh *blini* and old books drifts from a courtyard.

You walk — not to get anywhere,
but to **feel everything**.

The cobblestones under your shoes.
The shadow of Pushkin’s statue.
A hidden samovar glowing like a secret.
A mural of a cat playing chess — because of course.

Arbat isn’t just a street.
It’s **Moscow’s soul in motion** —
where history hums in the walls,
art spills from every corner,
and strangers smile like old friends.

You don’t need a guidebook.
Just your feet.
Your eyes.
Your heart.

So if you come to Moscow —
don’t rush.
Walk Arbat.
Let it whisper to you.
And when you reach the end,
you’ll hear only one thought:

I love this city.

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Post by Ana_leela_game | Aug 9, 2025