Moscow - Off the beaten track
Chekhov Moscow Art Theatre
The Chekhov Moscow Art Theatre, in the inner north, gave the world Chekhov, revolutionised Russian drama and heavily influenced Western theatre. Founded by actor-director Konstantin Stanislavsky, the Art Theatre adopted a realist approach and stressed the importance of team-work by the cast, believing every player had something to contribute. There is also a Stanislavsky museum in the mansion where he lived.
The Sandunovskiye Baths, in the city's northern winding streets, is Moscow's most famous bathhouse. The fading but grand 19th-century baths are a mixture of sauna and social club, with sexes strictly segregated. For hours you can move between steam rooms and pools, interspersed with massages and twig whippings.
Travellers to Russia have for centuries commented on the particular (or in many people's eyes, peculiar) traditions of the banya (bathhouse), regularly enjoyed by numerous Muscovites at Sandunovskiye. The banya's main element is the parilka (steam room), which can get so hot it makes the Finnish look like sauna-wusses in comparison.
The first stage is to strip down in the changing room, wish 'Lyokogo para'(something of the order of 'May your steam be easy') to your mates, then head into a dry sauna. After that it's into the parilka where, after a good steam, someone will inevitably stand up, grab a tied bundle of venik (birch branches) and, well, beat themselves or each other with it.
Next you run out and plunge into an ice-cold pool (basseyn). With your eyelids now draped back over your skull, you stagger back into the changing room to hear your mates say 'S lyogkim parom' ('Hope your steam was easy!'). Then you drape yourself in sheets and discuss world issues before repeating the process five to 10 times over a two-hour period.
The vast propaganda park known universally as VDNKh (USSR Economic Achievements Exhibition), in the northeast of the city, was an early casualty when those in power finally admitted that the Soviet economy was a disaster. Funds were cut off in 1990 and it remains a frightening and decaying monument to Soviet dogma. Avenues stretch into eternity beside grandiose pavilions, glorifying every aspect of socialist construction, and fountains embellished with lurid gold socialist realist statues. It's a bit of an embarrassment these days, so the exhibits are gradually being replaced with private advertising displays.