Doing card tricks in L'viv this afternoon, taking a break from the gorgeous sun, and thinking it would be nice to write a little word or two up here.
Kiev is behind us, crazy city, lots of stiletto heels, yellow clothes, expensive American cars, cheap Ukrainian Puzata Hata food, dead monks in caves, Golden Cathedrals, Golden Gates, golden... , rye-bread and jam, pineapple juice, homemade store bought cookies, dried pears, cobbled hills, no postcards, crazed obnoxious hostel owners, pull tab beer caps, unsteady solid steel female monument, more dead monks, pilgrim scarves, people watching, smiles...well, you get the picture.
Comfy overnight sleeper with Ukrainian businessmen, hand gesturing, smiling, nodding, head shaking, red cheeks, confused looks, hair pulling, more smiling, hand shaking, bed switching, and then all said and done, tea and sleep and contentment in good, safe company.
L 'viv - well, I will say more on L'viv when a day of sleep is in our bellies here and our laundry is done and dry....oh, and where is T anyway? Where has that girl gotten off too...hmm....Probably into the cookies again! Oho! Gotta go!