A strange, alienating city that seems to have little relationship to the rest of the remarkable, vast country that, as a capital city, it represents. It is a city literally two-faced; Lenin's low, sombre mausoleum directly faces, on the opposite side of Red Square, a massive monument to capitalism: the GUM State Department Store, packed to the roof with designer shops whose ostentation and glitz would dwarf most high class shops in the Western world.
Luxury cars, driven by entrepreneurs dripping with bling, pile through the eight-lane roads of the city centre, while the majority of the population of this huge and hard-to-understand country live in abject poverty.
It's virtually impossible not to point your camera at Saint Basil's Cathedral at some point, with its high-on-drugs architecture, and take yet another generic shot of one of the most over-photographed buildings on the planet. But it would be churlish not to click a shutter or two at it.