To Tyumen, then, and a tour of its fine architecture.
Starting with the Mayor's house, this Soviet era behemoth is essentially standard for any city here, although this one is in particularly fine shape.
They call Tyumen the 'Capital of villages'. The city is a bit of a teenager, having grown quickly and awkwardly in recent years. Village style houses can be found throughout the city, including the very centre. A few streets out and these become the norm, with tower blocks interspersed between them.
To the Opera House then, a fine construction with the obligatory plaza before it. In fine shape and lapping up the long evening sun, this would certainly receive more attention were I to start a branch-blog called 'Opera houses of central Asia'. Alas, we will move on.
Adjacent to the Opera House, butting up against the south side of the plaza, is the so-called 'Chinese wall', a pulsating wall of concrete apartment blocks making the pedestrian feel at once both nauseous yet startled and somehow kind of perpendicular. Before I lose you let's head to the north east of the plaza ...
This is where the firefighters hang out when they're not posing for a charity calendar. I love this mural. Soviet era propaganda is so evocative, I really understand now how it can be so effective, and why people miss that era despite its imperfections.
To the Opera House then, a fine construction with the obligatory plaza before it. In fine shape and lapping up the long evening sun, this would certainly receive more attention were I to start a branch-blog called 'Opera houses of central Asia'. Alas, we will move on.
Adjacent to the Opera House, butting up against the south side of the plaza, is the so-called 'Chinese wall', a pulsating wall of concrete apartment blocks making the pedestrian feel at once both nauseous yet startled and somehow kind of perpendicular. Before I lose you let's head to the north east of the plaza ...
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