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A large coin stylized as a Moldavian lei

The "Gate of Chișinău," two large prefabricated buildings from the real socialist era. It reminds me of the Frankfurter Tor in Berlin.

Complexul Memorial Eternitate: Memorial complex with eternal flame for the soldiers of the Red Army who fell in World War II (restored in 2006).

A park built in 1950 at the instigation of Leonid Brezhnev. It can be reached via 218 steps. This is more than the 200 steps in Odessa, where parts of the film "Battleship Potemkin" were shot.

Beautiful and huge park. Easy place for biking.

Nice beach, crowded however.

Nice place to visit once. This is the city center part of the city. There is a public bathroom and benches nearby to sit on.

The Triumphal Arch of Chișinău, a silent testimony to the changing times, stands majestically in its quiet splendor, embedded in the historic heart of the Moldovan capital. On a clear day, when the light falls just right, the arch reveals its stories not through words, but through the echo of the footsteps that cross its base. Built in 1840 to honor the Russian victory over the Ottoman Empire, the arch bears the burden of history with remarkable dignity. The initiative of the Governor of Bessarabia and the visionary hand of the architect Luca Zaușkevici have created a monument that commemorates not only the triumph, but also the art of commemoration. The arch, once home to a giant bell cast from the captured cannons - a symbol of the transformation from tools of war into messengers of peace - stands as a guardian over time. While wandering the streets of Chișinău, I found myself in the shadow of the arch, surrounded by the tranquility of the Parcul Catedralei. Here, at this crossroads of history, where marble slabs whisper the stories of the past, I felt part of a larger whole. The memories of the liberation of Chișinău, the achievements of the heroes of the Soviet Union, all found an anchorage in this arch. The Triumphal Arch, with its direct line to the Cathedral of the Nativity of the Lord, forms a gateway not only to the physical but also to the spiritual heart of the city. As I stood there, the gentle breeze swaying the park's leaves, I couldn't help but think about the connection between past and present, about the countless feet that have trodden this ground and the stories they brought with them .