Review

We got a two-room apartment here with a mortgage; it's a great option for a young family to start out with. The layout is clever, every square meter is utilized, but the rooms themselves are objectively small, so you can't really stretch out.

I have smart locks; I can open the door with my fingerprint when my hands are full of bags and the baby—it's a lifesaver. We didn't have to replace the doors from the builder; they were high-quality and heavy-duty from the start.

The soundproofing is average; if the neighbor's baby cries at night, we can hear it quite clearly. Fortunately, no one throws discos; everyone understands that children's routines are sacred.

The windows overlook the courtyard, with a view of the playground, making it convenient for keeping an eye on the child in the future. The mountains are hidden by the neighboring blocks, but that wasn't a big deal for us.

The building looks bright and modern, the hallways are beautiful, and it's a pleasure to enter with a stroller; there are no silly 45-degree ramps. But the density of people is colossal; sometimes you feel like you're in an anthill.

The entrance halls are cleaned several times a day, and the floors are always clean, even in rainy weather. Pleasant air fresheners are installed on the floors, and there's absolutely no smell of garbage.

The yard is gated, cars are off-limits, and the child can run around freely. However, the magnetic locks on the gates occasionally break, allowing teenagers from neighboring neighborhoods to sneak in.

The courtyard is a fairytale, with cool playgrounds with tartan surfaces, sandboxes, and swings. In the evenings, half the residential complex gathers here, children running around, and mothers chatting on the benches.

Parking is a disaster; there are so many cars, and there's a catastrophic shortage of spaces around the complex. My husband gets home from work late and often leaves the car about two blocks away.

The area is being actively developed, and there are prospects, but for now we live as if on an island, cut off from the city center. Getting out of here into the city is a test of nerves.

The interior of our residential complex and the neighboring new buildings is very clean; the lawns are watered and the sidewalks are swept. But as soon as you step onto Raimbek Avenue, you'll see a cloud of dust and constant mud from the cars.

There's little beauty here yet; construction sites, vacant lots, and the old houses of Kalkaman are all around. There's a severe lack of greenery; the trees that have been planted are still very small and offer little shade.

The bus stops are nearby, and there are plenty of buses, but they're always overcrowded, making it pointless to even try to fit a stroller on them. We're really looking forward to the metro station being built nearby.

This is our worst nightmare: Raimbek Avenue (Tashkentskaya) is at a standstill every morning and every evening. It takes over an hour to get to the center, and my husband always arrives on edge.