Getting around

This is more a travelling and planing blog so if you are looking for my daily life, you’ll have to look somewhere else :)

Uman to Kamyanets Podolskyy


In Sweden red i a popular colour on houses, here it’s blue.

As I woke up this morning the sun was still shining, but I saw dark clouds coming my way. I still didn’t want to rush so I had breakfast. The waitress said she could make me an omelette. That was fine, but I didn’t get an omelette, at least not what I understand as one. It was two fried eggs with two tasteless sausages on the side.


Or why don’t you have a blue church?

I managed to get all on my bike before the rain started. Just as I drew off it started pouring. And that continued for almost two hours. The street was slippery and it was no good ride, I hade to stay very focused. Then it cleared up a bit, still some showers here and there but I could dry off in between. I also could increase speed. Unfortunately a bit too much. So I got my first speeding ticket in the Ukraine. And the same procedure as the last time, this time it ended at me paying 14 €.


On the other side of the road his colleague had al lot of cows…

I wanted to take a picture of the police officer but he wasn’t so keen on that, instead he made one of me. As you can see, still with the rain gear on.


This is how a Ukrainian police man sees me, after giving me a speeding ticket 🙂

Right now everyone is running around because of a massive thunderstorm hitting this place. I’m safe under a roof, having a beer.

The ride went on in about the same manner, some rain, some clear sky. And when in rained it poured. As I came to my first way point, Kamyanets Podolskyy, at the border to the Carpathian, it was nice and I was dry. So I decided to stop here. I directly found a very nice hotel, good standard for 30 €.


Castle at Kamyanets Podolskyy

I looked at the weather forecast for this region and it doesn’t look good. So I have decided to leave the Ukrainian Carpathian unseen. I’ve seen the Moldavian, Rumanian, Slovakian and Polish one so that is no big deal. In stead I will go north, once more visiting the area around L’viv which I found very pleasant. And I rather bee in a city when it’s raining, there are more things to do.


Some still do their wash ups in the river

I also will allow my self some time off this blog. I have archived almost everything I planned for and the remaining days I will perhaps just write some short notices. I Still will write about my final reflections of Ukraine, but that can wait until I’m home.


Getting down from one of the towers

Kamyanets Podolskyy is a very nice little town of the middle ages. It has a great history, a nice town centre and the main attraction, the castle. I felt like ten again, as I loved such castles. Suddenly the wind gusts enormously, and even me, sitting way back is getting wet. I’ll have to get out of here. Hmm nu umbrella 😦 I’ll be wet!

I’m back in my room with dry clothes.


A wedding
Yet another wedding
And another one, so it went on, I’ll spare you the rest.

One thing with this city is that it seems to me to be a wedding town. Here are five, and I saw them in 30 minutes. The last one is funny, from far it looked very strange, the bride and groom were spinning and around them circled a car. And that, in the middle of the city market place. As I came closer I saw, that they were shooting a video out of the car. But they are much into taking pictures and filming. And when taking pictures, one has to pose. Preferring the woman, but I have on rare occasions also seen man posing. By posing, I mean putting some body part in an unnatural position. It’s not enough just standing in front of the thing you want on film. Or in pixels, nowadays.

Wife posing for husband in the corridor at the Missile museum

I really enjoy listen to street musicians. And today I had a blast. It’s probably the best I ever heard and seen. Just listen to this, I bet you’ll understand what the song’s about without understanding it.

Man playing the Bandura

Not only his playing was so good, I relay liked his voice. He deserves a stage.

I spook to him, and as I thought he had studied music for seven years. I stayed on, listening to him for quite some time. And I gladly gave him a decent sum of money. I am now a fan of Russian (I think it’s Russian, please all Ukrainian people, correct me if I’m wrong) love songs, played on the bandura.

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