Polina Nakraynikova, Editor-in-Chief of the Portal "Big Village"
The Samara lifestyle, according to the apt expression of one of my colleagues, is "when you come to work with sand in your underpants".
Samarans can not decide in any way whether they live in a megacity or a resort in the Volga.
Wooden huts are adjacent to high-rise business centers, the outskirts are rapidly built up by endless rows of similar new buildings (which local architects do not hesitate to compare with Auschwitz), and when someone talks about "sleeping" and "criminal" district, then speech often comes from the same place.
Most of the citizens spend a free summer day on the other side of the Volga, where you can swim without problems on the ferry. In Rozhdestveno it is worth to ride on the heights (on the shore there is a rental point where they will be given out for 350 rubles), in Shiryaevo they go with tents. Obligatory points for visiting here – the house of the artist Ilya Repin, the gallery and the mountain Camel, on which at least once in life every self-respecting local historian climbed.
Return way through the Volga can be done on the private boatman: they will take more expensive, but the journey will be quick and with a lot of splashing.
The main tourist route in the city, of course, also begins on the embankment with randomly arranged monuments to Prince Zasekin, burlaks and comrade Sukhov from "White Sun of the Desert".
Monument to Prince Grigory Zasekin – the first governor of the city-fortress of Samara
In Samara, in general, quite a lot of monuments – from Uncle Stepa on Leningrad street to a very strange six-meter fountain-tree in honor of the 130th anniversary of the city water supply.
Near the embankment there is also the first point of the visit from the section "be sure": an institution called "At the bottom" near Zhigulevsky brewery.
The tiny bar is loved by the Samarans like a native father. To insult Batu in any case it is impossible, and to drink beer for 85 rubles for a mug – not an invitation, but an ultimatum.
Tourists do not always understand "At the bottom" with its simple and rude atmosphere, but "Zhigulevskoye" usually reconciles all with everyone.
Acquaintance with the unique Samara color is continued in the old center – for example, in the streets of Galaktionovskaya, Chapaevskaya and Sadovaya.
Crossroads of the streets of Lenin and Rabochaya
Here there are quiet huts, some of which the citizens bravely put in order by their own strength. With the rest of the monuments of wooden architecture, time, alas, manages relentlessly, turning them into rickety, half-rotten ruins.
The Catholic Church in Frunze Street
Tourists are usually dragged along the pedestrian Leningradskaya street, but by and large there is nothing to do – only the hookah and creative cluster “House 77” remained from restaurants. But in the neighborhood of the bombastic Leningradka – a truly restaurant street Kuibyshev with an emphasis on Georgian cuisine and bar Molodogvardeyskaya with a variety of cocktails.
Crossroads of Kuibyshev Street and Leningradskaya Street
Samars themselves go for a good dinner at the addresses of Dachnaya 2, Dachnaya 2G and Kommunisticheskaya 90, where several restaurants of European cuisine are located in one block.
Another landmark place for gluttony is the gastronomic ranks on Gubernskiy: near the market on Mayakovsky Street there is a gallery of small cafes with Georgian and Uzbek cuisine.
They come here to eat for 200 rubles to the point where you have to unbuckle the belt – the fatty lagman in the city and the most flavorful pilaf, undoubtedly, are prepared by local chefs.
Most "commercial" The place in the city is on the other side of Samara – this is the Kirov market. I advise him to go by metro (about half an hour from the center): in the city they are used by units, since the location of the stations is not very convenient, but we are just at the address – besides "Kirov" – An incredibly beautiful station.
From the dungeon we go out into the world of Chinese losin, spinners, mannequins in gold chains and other strange and surprising things – there is a very special atmosphere and the most solid assortment of junk in the city.
Every Samaritan without hesitation will say that in memory of the city with him you need to carry sweets "Native expanses", which are produced at a local chocolate factory.
Another option is dried fish with "Bottom", but be careful, it smells sharp.
However, it is the smell of the river and beer, the irrepressible freedom and bitterness of the morning hangover – in general, this almost smells like a city on the Volga.