From London to Moscow. After spending two months in the UK capital, I found myself back in my home city. Not that it has much changed, but it took me some time to realize where I am, who I am and when I am going back (the Icelandic volcano has interfered into my plans, as well as in those of millions of other passengers wishing (in vain) to make their way from Russia to Europe and vice versa). Anyway, the volcanic ash which covered the sky made it clear for me that it was absolutely necessary to tell what was happening in Moscow’s cultural life and what I’ve been doing here over the last several weeks. First of all, I should say that the experience of living outside your native country is invaluable and highly beneficial. You start looking at people, events and everything around you in a new way. Through the prism of your new experience. Which at times seems like a dream. The countries are really far away, not physically though but culturally and mentally. And this certainly makes the process of delving from one cultural tradition into another and back (hopefully, if the fog lifts, I will go back to London for another couple of months to live up to my name of the London Blogger) yet more exciting.