Korobeinikovo. The old part

The remaining streets of the village Korobeinikovo are a private sector. Another dead end at the end of the street. The road ends by the forest. You have to come back the same way.

On the parallel street is the same story - the road enters into the territory of someone's home.

There is no desire to go further to the next street - there will again be a dead end, and there is absolutely nothing to photograph.

Among the cottages there is a private parking for heavy trucks. Since the streets in the village are very narrow, I suspect that the owners of trucks have taken a special place for parking.

Most of the village is occupied by fields and gardens.

Korobeynikovo, most likely, was built for workers of the poultry farm, which is located in close proximity. A little further is the city dump. Locals often complain about the stench and smell of burning when the wind is in their direction.

Once a minute a multi-ton logging truck rushes here with a crash. Life here is unenviable.

I decided to go back and take a picture of apartment buildings from a nearby street, but there was a dead end there again ... I hardly ever come back here to take a walk. A walk involves going along different streets and alleys, and not the same way. A good and convenient settlement is the one that can be diagonally passed.

There are several houses on the opposite side of the road - this is apparently an old historical part of the village of Korobeinikovo. There is a hope that at least something will hook me here.

I felt physically on myself how our Russian roads are broken. Another truck loaded by timbers rushed by and the earth began to tremble under my feet! The inhabitants of this house, probably, the dishes in the closet constantly ring.

Hope for positive impressions collapsed when dogs barked. Two houses, but three barking voices! Dogs on a leash, but walking down the street and standing photographing is unpleasant when there is ringing in the ears from barking.

I still remember this house in its old-fashioned form... now everything is covered over with plastic and enclosed with solid iron. It is time to sound the alarm: we are losing the historical, spiritual and colorful image of Russia!

Korobeinikovo is an ordinary suburban cottage village, rebuilt from an old small village. Housing construction is successfully developing here, but this is not the place where I would have dreamed of living. The reason lies in the nearby highway...