Welcome to Moscow

The young man holding the sign could well have passed for an American, except for the accent. His name was Dimitri, and he took charge immediately, and rolled our luggage out to the curb, where an illegally-parked black Mercedes 210E awaited us; the driver stood beside the car, a bearded giant in a black suit and tie who
obviously had been a body-guard or a pro wrestler previously. His name was Alexy. He waved to the frowning Militia approaching us, and wheeled us out into the infamous Moscow traffic...

This is the Leningradsky Prospekt from the Sheremetyevo Airport into the city of Moscow. If you are interested in architecture this long and broad Stalinesque boulevard will show you quite a cross section of 20th Century architecture...