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Cyprus: The Other Side of The Island
Cyprus isn’t just Larnaca and Ayia Napa. The most interesting things lie far from the beach resorts. Once you’ve had your fill of sunbathing and seafood restaurants, read this post, rent a motor, and hit the road for an off-the-beaten-path adventure. If you’re still in lazy mode, check out the...
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Cyprus: Winter Getaway Guide
This year I visited Cyprus twice, traversed the island in every direction, took tons of photos, and made a million notes. There’s so much information that I’ll have to split it into two posts. The first one — the overview and main cities. The second one — hidden spots and the northern part of the...
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Revisiting Yekaterinburg
I love to hate Yekaterinburg — my ugly hometown in the Urals, right on the border between Europe and Asia. It’s the only place I can suddenly return to, take a bunch of photos, and leave without a hint of regret — fully aware of all the reasons I once left it.
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Asia: Dirty Streets & Neon Dreams
During my 8 months in Asia, I managed to visit Kuala Lumpur, Singapore, and Hong Kong. I didn’t like them. The details have faded, and I don’t really want to remember, so I’ll stick to brief notes and a bunch of stale photos. Kuala Lumpur (Dirtymouthville) We came to Malaysia’s capital on busin...
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Phuket: A Decadent's Guide
How I spent 8 months in Thailand and (barely) survived. A no-nonsense guide to the island for travelers and downshifters with a twist. In the summer of 2016, I moved to Phuket chasing a new job and a thirst for change. It’s been over a year since I got back. The nostalgia has mostly faded, and...
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February in Moscow
After wonderful months in Cyprus (which I still haven’t gotten around to writing about), we returned to Moscow. In February, in these latitudes, you basically have two options: drown yourself in wine or quickly escape somewhere nicer. We went with the latter. But between the arrival and the de...
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The Shadow of Yekaterinburg
Almost two years ago, I left my hometown. No matter where I live, its long shadow follows me closely, forcing me to revisit this place with the persistence of a bad dream.
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Photos from 2017
There was a time when I actually knew how to take photos. Nothing fancy or award-winning, of course, and I didn’t get all mathematical about Fibonacci numbers. I just studied Kornbluh, Bresson, Erwin’s work, practiced for hours, and tried to imitate them. Sometimes it turned out decent. Then I...