Better known for its harsh winters, Moscow can also be a baking hell in summer. This is the time for most of the Moscovites, or at least the half who can afford it, to pack they suitcases and leave to their dacha, in the exurbs of the city.

Dachas are usually not too far away from the large cities. The one of my in-laws is about 200 kms from the Dodomedovo airport. A trip which would take about a couple of hours by car anywhere else, or 4 if you have to deal with the heavy Moscow traffic, where you can often see Ladas from a different era, which look like they can fall apart at any moment.

Last stop, Burtsevo, where time stopped a long time ago. I was wondering if people here could actually feel a difference in their day to day life, compared to the old Soviet times. Burtsevo, where the future doesn't seem good or bad. Burstevo, where tomorrow just looks like any other day...