Moscow at nightThis morning I got up early and went for a long run down the Tverskaya ul, across the Red Square, past the Kremlin and St Basil’s, over and along the river, and back again. This part of the city at night (it doesn’t get light in the morning until nine) is a sort of floodlit Disneyland writ large: towers, turrets, spires, curly coloured domes, red stars, glittering battlements, swooping bridges and the deep, sparkling swirl of the river. It’s magical, simply magical.