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... to water and fire, and Ivana – a religious holiday, which is usually celebrated with family and friends over traditional dishes and drinks. On Wednesday, we went back I to the center. We started at Cupadon for breakfast and some bloody Mary's. Cupadon is a cute bar/cafe that has sketch pad on every table and cute decor. Most bars are underground. It's a good place cool off from the sun and get a bit and a drink. We had a dish with melted feta ...
... geometric and floral designs. You could pick up some regional difference in the colours and designs. I was drawn to the floral garlands with colourful ribbons worn by the women on their heads. I was fairly young when I saw a Ukrainian folk show in Marrickville Town Hall and apart from the fact that that part of Sydney had trolley buses (a boy thing) I clearly remembered the long ribbons and colourful garlands. Whatever the troubles were ...
... Having failed in our quest to dine on kiev we sampled some locally brewed beers and ate at a tasty Turkish place whilst trying to avoid bumping into the remaining football hooligans left over from England's game against the Ukraine the night before. At some stage during the day we hiked our bags over to the apartment we had rented. A big one bedroom place which came complete with chandelier, embossed wall paper (less glamorous than it sounds) and a much needed ...
... over Komarova Street with a large building adjacent to it. When growing up I used to stare at that building from the moving tram windows and observing it as it gets smaller and smaller. The streetcar itself was clean and efficient. I wished Toronto will have more streetcars of that kind.
To be fair, Kiev mostly changed for the better. Historic buildings, churches and other sites were restored. It was clean and there ...
... by a balustrae offering stil more epic sweeps of the Dniro racig dozens of meters below. The weather is chilly today (the first time I've felt even remotely cold on the trip) the wind nipping my ears and neck. I stay active and press on to the most impressiv and impacting of the monuments: that to th victims of the Great Famine, a towering metal mesh of crosses and brbs, made grave with metal angels gracing the madness and a solemn soundtrack of a lone violinist, the chords and ...