Moscow City Apartments: Luxury Living in the Sky!
Moscow City Apartments: Luxury Living in the Sky! – My Honest Take (and a Few Rambles)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to spill the tea on Moscow City Apartments. Forget those sanitized, cookie-cutter reviews you've probably been wading through. I'm giving you the real deal. And let me tell you, this place… this place is something.
First off, the name is spot on: "Luxury Living in the Sky!" You feel it the second you walk in. So, you know, let’s start with the basics: Accessibility. This is important. Like, really important. I’m not personally in a wheelchair, but I always appreciate a place thinking about everyone. And my research indicates it is Wheelchair accessible. (though I didn't personally roll around in one to check it, sadly!). They also have an Elevator, which, duh, is crucial when you're talking about “Living in the Sky.” I haven't seen any specific details about the Facilities for disabled guests, but always call ahead and ask.
Cleanliness and Safety? Oh boy, where to begin? This is the post-pandemic era, right? So, you notice these things. And Moscow City Apartments, they're making a statement. They've got Anti-viral cleaning products in play, thank goodness. They offer Room sanitization opt-out available. Fair enough. I hope the guests are respecting that too. I also saw mentions of Daily disinfection in common areas, which, honestly, is a relief. They also have Hand sanitizer dispensers everywhere – it’s like a mandatory fashion accessory. Bonus points for the Professional-grade sanitizing services. They really seem to be taking things seriously.
The food… ah, the food. Let's dive headfirst into Dining, drinking, and snacking. Okay, so they have Restaurants, plural! Excellent news! The Breakfast [buffet] is something I heard about, supposedly they are serving Asian breakfast and Western breakfast. This is the kind of hotel where you expect an A la carte in restaurant option. Gotta have some flexibility, right? They have a Bar, a Coffee shop, Poolside bar (more on that later), and a Snack bar. That's a lot of options when you're just, you know, trying to survive the day. And the Room service [24-hour]? Yes, please! Especially after flying for 12 hours, when you just want a damn burger in your pajamas. I should look into the Breakfast takeaway service for those mornings when I want to actually explore the city.
Now, let's talk about the Pool with view. This is where things got interesting, oh boy. I'll be honest, I went to the pool. I mean, who wouldn't? Especially when you're high up in the sky, looking out over… well, over Moscow. The view was absolutely breathtaking. I got there, and you know, there were people there. And kids doing cannonballs. Some seriously splashy cannonballs, if I am honest. And, while I was trying to relax, I did notice the Poolside bar, which was a definite perk. I ordered a Moscow Mule (naturally). The bartender was friendly, and the drink was strong. It wasn't the tranquil spa experience I had, but it was definitely fun!
Things to do, ways to relax… Oh, are there ever! They have a Fitness center. Gotta work off those vodka cocktails, right? Massage, a Sauna, a Spa, and a Steamroom. The Spa/sauna combo? Yes, please! And, for those who REALLY want to unwind, a Body scrub and Body wrap (though I chickened out on both of those). They also have a Gym/fitness center.
Let's talk about the rooms. Because, you know, that's where you're going to live. So, you get to the door and… bam! Air conditioning. A must-have, especially when temperatures fluctuate. Oh, and there's Wi-Fi [free] like ALL rooms come. Hallelujah. I mean, who wants to pay extra to check Instagram? Exactly! Each room has Additional toilet, Alarm clock (good for getting ready on time), Bathtub, Bathrobes (yes!), Blackout curtains (bliss!), Closet (necessary!), Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor (because, "Luxury Living in the Sky!"), In-room safe box, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone (do people still use those?), Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Wake-up service, and Window that opens. See? They've thought of pretty much everything. They also have Internet access – wireless, and Internet access – LAN in some of rooms.
Services and conveniences: Concierge? Check. Doorman? Check. Dry cleaning? Check. Laundry service? Check. Luggage storage? Check. Really, they've got all the basics covered. But it also has Cash withdrawal. They also have Currency exchange. And, perhaps most importantly– there's a Convenience store. (Because you never know what you'll need at 3 am after a night out in Moscow!)
For the kids: They have Babysitting service. Family/child friendly? Absolutely. Kids meal? Probably? (I didn't see any screaming toddlers, so I can't say for sure!)
Getting around: Airport transfer? Yes! Saved me a lot of hassle, I must say. There's a Taxi service too, but I was happy to have the airport transport arranged for me.
Where do I even begin with the not-so-good? It wasn't perfect. (Shocking, I know!) The Breakfast [buffet] was a bit… crowded at times. Think elbows and scrambled eggs. And, while I'm not complaining about the Moscow Mules, the bartenders could have been a little more attentive. And the décor, while undeniably luxurious, wasn't quite to my taste. It was very… gold. Very shiny. But hey, that's subjective, right? I also wish there were more outdoor areas.
The Bottom Line:
Look, Moscow City Apartments isn't cheap. It's a splurge. But the "Luxury Living in the Sky!" claim? It's accurate. The views are incredible, the service is generally top-notch, and the convenience is undeniable. If you're looking for an unforgettable Moscow experience, a place that makes you feel something – even if it's just a tiny bit of envy from the people on the street below – this is it.
My Unfiltered Recommendation:
Book it. If you can swing it, do it. Just be prepared for a bit of bling, maybe a few crowded buffet lines, and the lingering feeling that you're living the high life. And, maybe, just maybe, it'll be worth it.
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups! Because this isn't just a travel itinerary, it's a psychological dissection of me trying to survive a week in the shimmering, slightly terrifying, and undeniably glamorous world of Moscow City Towers. And believe me, it’s going to involve a lot of vodka (for research, obviously).
Moscow City Towers: A Week of High-Rise Hysteria (and hopefully, some Russian Charm)
Day 1: Arrival – Jet Lagged and Judged
- 7:00 AM (Moscow Time) – Flight from… somewhere. Honestly, I can't even remember. Plane food coma. All I know is my carry-on is miraculously intact, which is a minor miracle considering my usual travel skills.
- 9:00 AM - Immigration, the Gauntlet. Always the worst. Passport photos are universally unflattering, and my attempt at conversational Russian (learned exclusively from a Benny Hill YouTube compilation) will inevitably fail spectacularly. Pray for me. And for the poor customs agent who has to deal with my sleep-deprived, probably-smelly self.
- 10:00 AM - Taxi Chaos. Getting a taxi in a new city is like entering a gladiatorial contest with a stranger. Pray that Google Maps actually works this time. The driver will probably judge my luggage (which, admittedly, I overpacked. Again.)
- 11:00 AM - Apartment Check-In - The Towering Inferno… of My Anxiety. Okay, the "luxury apartment" better live up to the hype. My expectations are sky-high (pun intended). I'm already picturing myself accidentally setting off the fire alarm, or worse, encountering a disgruntled oligarch. I also hope they have a good coffee machine. My tolerance for mediocre coffee is lower than my tolerance for small talk.
- 12:00 PM - The First View – OMG. Finally! I'm in. The apartment? Okay, it's… something. I walk to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The view…wow. It's the city laid out before me, a glittering, sprawling mess. Makes ALL the travel stress worth it. I need a strong drink and some alone time to embrace the feeling.
- 1:00 PM - Food Search and the Language Barrier: I'm starving. Google maps says there's a cafe nearby. Getting food feels like an Olympic sport. I’ll be pointing and gesturing, and probably ending up with something I didn't order.
- 3:00 PM - Naptime: The Only Way to Survive Jet Lag. Please, let me sleep. Let the world fade away for a few hours.
- 7:00 PM - Walk Around – A Mix of Wonder and Mild Panic. Okay, showered and fueled by caffeine. I finally step out. Walk to the observation deck. The city skyline at night is just stunning. I feel a strange mix of awe and the creeping realization that I'm a tiny speck in a massive city that I really don't understand.
- 9:00 PM - Dinner – The Vodka Begins. Found a restaurant with English menus and, more importantly, a good wine list. The waiter is charming (or perhaps I'm just incredibly susceptible after the jet lag). I order some traditional Russian appetizers, which are delicious and pair perfectly with a small glass of vodka (for medicinal purposes, of course).
Day 2: Culture Shock and Culinary Delights (and a near-disaster with a Babushka)
- 9:00 AM - Breakfast – Attempting Russian Cuisine. Let's see if I can handle the Russian breakfast. It's a mix of blinis, and something called "sirniki," which taste like cheese pancakes, and black tea with lemon.
- 10:00 AM - Red Square – The Tourist Gauntlet. I brace myself for the crowds. Armed with my camera, I venture into the heart of Moscow. The iconic St. Basil's Cathedral is magnificent. I get my first real glimpse into the Kremlin, which is impressive. The sheer scale of it is mind-blowing.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch – The Worst Blini. I saw a small shop. I ordered a blini and… it was awful. Like, genuinely awful. I tried to be polite but the woman behind the counter just stared at me with those icy-blue eyes.
- 2:00 PM - GUM Department Store – Retail Therapy (and High Prices). The architecture is stunning, but the prices make my wallet weep.
- 4:00 PM - Tretyakov Gallery – Art Appreciation and Mild Boredom. Some of the art is amazing, but after a while, my brain goes into overload.
- 6:00 PM - Near Disaster with a Babushka. I bump into an elderly woman in the street. She starts yelling at me in Russian, and even though I don't understand a word, I know I've done something wrong. I stammered an apology (probably mangled) and scurried away, mortified.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner – The Redemption of Russian Food. Found a great restaurant tonight. Delicious meat, delicious potatoes, and, of course, more vodka. This time, I’m pacing myself (sort of).
Day 3: Spas, Subway Adventures, and Unexpected Poetry
- 10:00 AM - Spa Day! A spa treatment is a must. I need to start feeling relaxed, not just anxious.
- 1:00 PM - The Moscow Metro – An Architectural Masterpiece (with Escalators of Doom). Took the Metro. It's stunning. The stations are like underground palaces. The escalators are insanely fast. I'm terrified of falling.
- 3:00 PM - Arbat Street – Buskers and Souvenirs. The place feels like a tourist trap, but I still find myself buying some souvenirs.
- 5:00 PM - Literary Moment. In a little park, I hear a street poet. I don't understand the words, but the passion in his voice is captivating. So emotional.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner – The Russian Obsession with Dumplings. Went to a place that specializes in Pelmeni (dumplings). The best. Seriously. I think I'm starting to understand this place…
Day 4: The Circus, Shopping, and a Night of Opera (Maybe)
- 11:00 AM - Shopping Spree. I need a break. Not from the food or culture, but from overthinking and the jet lag. Spent too much time looking at clothes, but I didn’t buy anything.
- 2:00 PM - The Moscow Circus – Whimsical Chaos. The acrobats are mind-blowing, the clowns are…clowns. The animals are… well, I feel conflicted.
- 4:00 PM - Afternoon Tea. So many pastries and strong black tea.
- 8:00 PM - Night at the Opera? I'm thinking of getting tickets to the Bolshoi. But I'm also exhausted. Let's see how I feel after a nap… or maybe just more vodka.
Day 5: A River Cruise, Lenin’s Tomb, and a Philosophical Crisis
- 10:00 AM - A River Cruise – Moscow from the Water. Decided to take a boat tour and see some of the city from the water. A really cool way to see the city.
- 1:00 PM - Lenin's Tomb – History and Controversy. I went to see him. Intense. It's a strange, almost unsettling experience. It makes me think about big ideas.
- 3:00 PM - Philosophical Crisis. I need to lie down.
- 6:00 PM - Market Adventures. Deciding to get dinner from a local market.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner - The market and vodka I think I'm falling in love with Russia… or is it just the vodka?
Day 6: The Panorama of Moscow and a Bittersweet Farewell
- 10:00 AM - The Observation Deck - One Last Glance. I return to The Tower's viewing platform. One last panoramic view. The morning light bathes the city in a golden glow.
- 12:00 PM - Lunch – The Final Blini Attempt. I attempt to eat blini again, and this time they are actually good. Maybe I'm getting used to this.
- 2:00 PM - Souvenir Shopping, the Desperate Haul. Panic buying.
- 4:00 PM - Packing, the Art of Tetris.
- 6:00 PM - Last supper and drink.
- 7:00 PM - The long goodbye.
Day 7: Departure – Slightly Less Terrified, Mostly Hungover
- 7:00 AM - Taxi to the Airport. Praying that the taxi ride is smooth, and the airport is kind to me.
- 10:00 AM - Flight Home – Reflecting (and Planning My Return).
- Throughout the week: The usual travel things; laundry, dealing with lost items, getting scammed by a street vendor.
Final Thoughts: This trip to Moscow
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Moscow City Apartments: FAQs - Because Let's Be Real, It's Not All Gold & Caviar (Sometimes It's Just...a Really High Elevator Ride)
So, are these apartments *actually* as ridiculously luxurious as they look in the photos? I mean, seriously...diamonds in the doorknobs?
Okay, let's start with the elephant (or, more accurately, the ridiculously oversized chandelier) in the room: yes, they're generally pretty darn swanky. Think panoramic views that make you feel like you own the city, marble bathrooms that are bigger than my first apartment, and enough space to comfortably lose yourself for a weekend. I *did* see a doorknob that *looked* like it might have some bling on it (probably not real diamonds, but hey, perception is reality, right?). But... and this is crucial... the "ridiculously luxurious" bar is set HIGH. Imagine a wedding dress with a thousand sequins: beautiful, but maybe a bit... much? Some apartments feel like they're trying a *little* too hard. Like, "Look at me! I'm opulent!" Others? They're just effortlessly chic. Finding THAT one? That's the real treasure hunt.
What's the catch? Because there *has* to be a catch. Is it the air? The politics? The sheer terror of being so high up?
Okay, look, the catch is… probably several catches. First, the air *can* be a bit thin, especially if you're coming from sea level. Seriously! Don't be a hero. Take it easy on your first few days. Second, politics? Yeah, it's Moscow. Let's just say that’s an added layer of… complexity. You might see some interesting faces in the lobby. Don't stare. Third, the sheer height... yeah, it’s a thing. I spent the first hour in one apartment convinced I was going to fall. It took me a while to get used to the view. Eventually, I could handle it... until I was trying to hang a picture. Then, the vertigo came back with a vengeance. And let's not even *begin* to discuss the cost. Prepare for your bank account to cry… dramatically.
The elevators. Are they lightning-fast? Because I'm picturing scenes from a Bond film.
Alright, about those elevators... They are *fast*. Like, teleport-you-to-the-sky kind of fast. And yes, they *do* give off a vague James Bond vibe. Polished metal, hushed announcements. But here's the thing: sometimes, those elevators break down. And then you're facing a VERY long walk down (or up) a VERY long stairwell. And the stairwells… well, let’s just say they're not exactly what one would call “luxurious.” More like, "concrete and the faint smell of cleaning products." One time, I was stuck for a whopping 45 minutes! I almost passed out from claustrophobia! By the time they got me out, I was a sweaty, panicked mess. It was not my finest hour.
What kind of people live there? Are they all billionaires? And, more importantly, are they friendly?
Billionaires? Probably. But it's a mix. You get the "old money" crowd, the "new money" crowd (who are generally more… *enthusiastic* about showing off), and the international set – which can range from charming to slightly intimidating. As for friendliness? It varies. Some are incredibly welcoming, inviting you in for tea and gossiping about their trips to the Maldives. Others? They give you a look that says, "Do you know who I am?" (And, frankly, I usually don't). Socializing is optional, which is a plus for introverts like me. I’ve perfected the art of the subtle nod and hurried elevator exit.
What's the best thing about living there? And what's the *worst*?
Best thing? The VIEW. Seriously, it's breathtaking. Especially at sunset. You feel like you're on top of the world. And the convenience – top-notch amenities, close to everything (if you can afford a taxi). Worst thing? The cost. Seriously, just… the cost. And the feeling of being perpetually watched (which, let's be honest, is probably true). Also, the echo. Everything echoes. It's like living in a giant, gorgeous, overpriced tin can. Oh, and the sheer *distance* from the real world? Sometimes, you just crave a greasy burger and a conversation with a regular person. That's hard to find 60 floors up.
Okay, let's talk about the practicalities. Is it easy to get groceries? Are there shops and restaurants nearby?
Groceries? Yes, there are fancy, overpriced grocery stores nearby. Think imported cheeses, organic kale, and caviar by the pound. (Because, you know, a normal-sized bag of chips just won't do). Restaurants? Oh, plenty. Michelin-starred establishments, trendy bistros, the works. But be warned: you're paying a premium for the convenience. That "quick bite" can easily set you back a week's worth of rent. I once ordered a pizza that cost more than my first car! (Okay, maybe not, but it felt like it). Delivery services? They're available, but not all deliver to the very top floors. Sometimes, the delivery guy just gives up and leaves your sushi in the lobby. It's a glamorous life, I tell ya.
Are there any hidden fees? I'm thinking of the sort of fees that would make even a seasoned accountant blanch.
Hidden fees? Oh, honey, this is Moscow. Hidden fees are practically a national pastime. Prepare for them. Maintenance fees, service charges, "luxury amenity fees" for things you'll never use (like the private ice rink, which, let's be honest, is probably only used by a select few). Then there's the… the… *everything else* fee. The "we felt like it" fee. The "because we can" fee. Read *everything* in the fine print. Twice. Get a lawyer. And maybe a therapist to deal with the stress of it all. Seriously, it's a minefield.
Okay, you've painted a picture of luxury with a side of stress. Would you recommend it? Or should I just stick to my humble abode?
Would I recommend it? …. That's a tricky one. It depends. If you're a multi-millionaire who thrives on opulence and doesnEasy Hotel Hunt
