Although this is my third
visit to Chișinău, it is the first in which I’ve really had a chance to explore the
city. At some point, someone told me that I wasn’t missing much, but my experience the
past few days tells me that they were wrong. Perhaps it is my nostalgic
feelings about Soviet architecture or my love for well used green space, but I
actually have found Chișinău to be a quite lovely city on a very reasonably
paced human scale.
Chișinău has been a capital
city for only a short time. Before that, it was a provincial center in the
Soviet Union, Greater Romania, the Russian Empire, and the Ottoman Empire. The
combined effects of an earthquake in the 1940s and the destruction of World War
II destroyed much of the pre-1945 city, although a number of public buildings
and homes survive in pockets.
Like most Soviet cities, Chișinău has a great “prospect,” once
Prospekt Lenina, now named Bulevardul Ștefan cel Mare și Sfînt (The Boulevard
of Steven the Great and Holy). It cuts a wide swath through the central city,
lined with a who’s-who
of East European architectural styles -- early 20th century
Romanesque commercial buildings, old mansions, Stalinist apartment blocks,
hulks of the Brezhnev era, and boxy modern towers. Although I’ve walked
it only in the evening, the boulevard is remarkable for its relative lack of traffic, making a pedestrian’s life
much easier than in many other cities of the region. The street is lined with
shops of every type and size, from tiny used bookstores to the United Colors of
Benetton.
The Orthodox Cathedral and
its bell-tower seem to constitute the centerpiece of the city. An unremarkable
building of the early nineteenth century, the cathedral reminded me a bit of
the Alexander Nevskii monastery in St. Petersburg, with a bit less
ornamentation. The scene was made beautiful, however, by the abundant green
space, dozens of benches, and sidewalk cafes. People of every age and
background milled about, enjoying the beautiful spring weather.
Perhaps the most interesting
site was a beautiful green park just off the main boulevard. The park’s broad
paths all converged on a giant nineteenth-century fountain. The paths spreading
down the middle of the park were lined with dozens of statues of great Romanian
artists, writers, and statesmen, the largest dedicated to the poet Mihai
Eminescu. The overall path was dominated, however, by a monument to the Russian
poet Alexander Pushkin, erected in the 1880s.
In many ways, walking the
streets of Chișinău seemed remarkably like stepping back in time. So many
things that have disappeared in other cities of the region -- old-fashioned trolleybuses,
ornate sprawling wooden park benches, slightly grubby yet interesting stores – are still
to be found in Chișinău. While the city is unlikely to become the world’s next
tourist hot-spot, it is a remarkably peaceful city and a reminder that urban
living need not be fast paced.
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