It is a cloudy day when I am in my winter coat next to a theatre in the city center of Tiraspol. I hear the music that I listened to as a kid: my mom would play Soviet songs for me and show me her favourite movies. Now, when I am standing next to the renovated center and hear those songs playing on the street, I am all of a sudden brought back to my childhood. I am sure that my dad, who travelled to Transnistria with me this time, shared the feeling in more depth: the USSR was his life. I cannot do anything about the fact that Soviet culture makes me feel comfortable and at home, nor would I like to change it. There is something about its music and movies, about those remaining Lenin statues in the streets of Transnistria, or the one I got at the flea market in Tbilisi to bring it back to Eindhoven.
Transnistria is a special bit of Europe. It is a tiny, elongated part along the Dniester River of still quite a small Eastern European country – Moldova. Despite being officially included within the borders of Moldova, the people of Transnistria do not possess Moldovan passports. It considers itself an autonomous republic, therefore there is a one-sided border between the two, and passport control to enter the area. What used to be one country, split into parts in the civil war of 1992.
To me, Transnistria is a special place to be. It is where my mom grew up and where I spent time at my grandparents' place as a kid. It is where I learned how to ride a bicycle (at times unsuccessfully, screaming to my granddad 'Hey come here I am all broken don't you see'), or read my first book of fairy tales. My grandparents' moving to Chisinau changed my connection with Bendery, allowing me to see it now through a more objective lens, with a bit of detachment. Nevertheless, it still means that I can walk around the town and remember that it was once a place where my grandma would get me my favourite milkshake.
In general, Transnistria is often referred to as the time machine back to the USSR due to its Soviet architecture, names of the streets, culture, Russian as the main language, and Lenin statues in various places. This 1-hour drive from the Moldovan capital is often associated with travelling several decades back in time, ending up in the eighties.