Though materials on the writer Ivan Bunin are spread thin through provincial Russia, Oryol’s Muzey IA Bunina has a good collection of photos and other documents, plus a ‘Paris Room’ devoted to his years as an emigrant, including the bed in which he died. At the end of the one-hour excursion (the only way you’re going to make sense of all the curious photos and yellowed books), the guide flips on a tape player and the man himself reads one of his last poems, a typed copy of which lies near his typewriter.
