UKRAINE, I WROTE ABOUT (Do You Have a Patronymic Name?)

My dear little Friends,

It’s me, the author of the book, who would like to share with you some excerpts from my book available on Amazon https://www.amazon.com/Ann-Romanenko/…

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PASSIONATELY ABOUT UKRAINE ON AMAZON

My dear little Friends,

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Today I would like to share with you, my dear Friends, my great news.  I finally managed to publish my book on Amazon:

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1721749993/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0

Today I would like you to let you in… my inner world that is sometimes unknown even for me. This book helped me to reveal that I simply love the country where I was born and where my heart belongs to. These are not words, these are true feelings. While being even far from Ukraine I feel that I am bonded with my motherland. And this bond cannot be broken ever. I will cite you something “Ukraine has its Ann and Ann has her Ukraine“. I guess this one sentence has its all. I never thought that I can love the place where I live so much. I always wanted to travel and perhaps live in the other country, I didn’t suspect that I can be so attached to my Ukraine.

I would not like to tease you or take your time from reading my book…however, reading my book might give you a chance to understand who Ukrainians are, why we live a bit outside from Europe, why we have our hybrid undeclared war with Russia, and what we eat for breakfast (perhaps the most interesting). I tried to present you a full picture without hiding its ugly part (as much as I can) and yet I wanted to make my country attractive to you, as well as invite you to visit it one day. 81Gl8HjphFL

There will be surprises such as desperate meetings with my Euterpe or spontaneous outpouring of emotions (funny or serious). One more bonus is that you will not only be able to chat with Ann while flipping through my book, but also enjoy the illustrations created to entertain you.

Anyway, do not consider me immodest please, I am sure that “Ukraine, I Wrote About” won’t let you indifferent…

 

Hope to find you, my little Friends, among my Readers! Your reviews are the best reward for my work! It means a lot to me! Please spread a word on my book!

Find it available as paperback (soon as e-book) on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Ann-Romanenko/e/B07H2DKP69?ref_=pe_1724030_132998060

Looking forward to reading your comments!

Love you all,

Yours A

Share Your News

Dear Friends,

How about something to read?

Newspaper

Hope my first issue was entertaining! In case you would like to get a copy of it to your email, please contact me via the comments. I also invite any of you to join my newspaper team and write with us. I really need creative writers who is eager to share his/her great ideas. I hope to devote some issues of my newspaper to many talented bloggers who would be eager to give me an interview. I am willing to create a newspaper where everyone can write and read something that is important/interesting for people and world in general. Let’s have fun and share it with others!

Looking forward to hearing your ideas and welcome to my team!

Love you all,

Yours A

Magyarorszag Mysteries (Back To History)

Charles Brown, an American detective writer, went through the airport doors and headed to the open taxi’s door. A man in an elegant dark suit was standing next to it and smiling at him. For a second Charles glanced at him and was bewildered with his attractive face of typical national features. He shacked his hand and sat to the car. That was not an easy trip for him, crossing the ocean, but, first of all, he was a real adventurer who was eager to write a new book and he has already found a perfect place for his crime scene- Castle of Diósgyőr located in Miskolc, Hungary.

Map

The name “Hungary” (or Magyarorszag in Hungarian) may originate from the Medieval Latin Hungary, which is translated as the “Land of Huns”. Another source states that the name is derived from the Turkish words meaning “ten arrows” or “ten people”. I guess, it is pretty fair, as the population of the whole Hungary for today is circa 10 million people. Not much, I agree. Only in Kyiv, as I know, population is more than 5 million, you can compare! Hungary was part of the Celtic world, later the Roman Empire. Hungary is one of the oldest countries in Europe. It was founded in 896 before France and Germany became separate entities. How about that? In the picture above you can see the map dated 1301-1382 and you definitely pay attention that it is very different from nowadays. Hungary was a large country with a seaside and huge territory in the heart of Europe. What about now? Look at the map and compare, perhaps you will be disappointed as well as many Hungarian nationalists who still dream of seeing their country in its full-scale original size. Then they can enjoy lovely Adriatic seaside and many oxygen-rich forests of the Carpathian  mountain ridge.

Hungarian Symbols Of Power

When Charles came out of his car he was impressed with the majesty and beauty of the Castle of Diósgyőr. From the first breath he knew he chose a right place for his next book. He quickly asked his Hungarian assistance to let him in and feel this magnificent place from inside. In his mind he has already sat in his mental writer’s time machine and traveled back in time…

Castle

On the display of his time machine he saw the first number – 1241. This was the date when it was built and firstly destroyed by the Mongol invasion. “How much these walls have seen” he thought about the role of architecture, place and memory in re-constructing the sense of self-identity in a built environment. Charles slightly touched the wall and felt how his hand shivered from some electrical impulse. He felt so joyful as if he has got a taste of History…

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The castle reached the peak of its importance during the reign of King Louis the Great. King Louis was famous for his campaigns in Naples, where with the help and leadership of God regained command of the Kingdom of Sicily, in Rome, where the Roman nobles greeted him with “Long Live the Hungarian King”. When he entered the city, people accompanied him to the stairs of St Peter’s Apostle Church…“What does Louis fell at that moment?” Charles thought again and tried to imagine…

Charles Arthur Brown regarded himself as a real warrior, leader, a strong personality who can conquer this world, digest  and split it out. He was a tough man. In his early thirties he has already seen and felt a lot. He was an orphan without not much information on his family. As he found out his mother died during his birth, she was on drugs, so having a healthy boy was a miracle for this butterfly. As Charles knew somewhere he has a sister, older one, who has been left alone in some other hospital. His grandparents died long before his birth. Chances to get some information on his dad were zero, since his mom’s reputation was “well-known” in certain circles. He can be anyone. He grew up completely alone, a very shy boy with so many complexes. He did not like socializing, instead he was always writing something. His small notebook accompanied him whenever he went. He managed to graduate from school with excellent grades almost at all subjects, but especially he liked literature and history. He entered faculty of History and was a good student until one day he met HER…a mysterious crazy girl who showed him a world from which he was hiding among his notes. He tried everything with her, including drugs…during one of the overdoses they had a car accident and girl died…she was behind the wheel, but Charles felt guilty. He was severely injured, physically and emotionally. He went to a hospital for mentally disabled people…his young student’s years were abruptly over, he had to learn how to be an adult with serious emotional problems. One of his doctors found his notebook and encouraged him to write more as well as to think about publishing a book. This doctor saw a real talent in him, talent for writing very weird stories that you cannot stop reading as they caught your attention to the full. Several years later Charles left hospital as a writer whose first two books became bestsellers…

Castle History

Later this Castle was a wedding gift for the queens of Hungary, which it remained until the Ottoman invasion of Hungary in the 16th century. By the end of the 17th century it was already in ruins. Archaeological excavations started in the 1960s. In 2014 the castle was completely rebuilt, the reconstructed rooms are furnished with Medieval-style furniture.

Castle in Photos

“Mr Brown, hey…Mr Brown!” a young Hungarian assistant was desperately trying to bring Charles back from his traveling in the past. He even touched his elbow lightly. Charles slowly turned his head and blinked twice.

“What?” he said angrily.

“I am sorry, sir, but here is your personal guide as you asked – Ms Lokietek”, his assistant shyly replied  and showed towards a young lady who was standing a bit further. Charles again turned his head, this time in the other direction, and saw HER…and at this magical instant of time he gasped for air…

King and Qeen

Hungarian King Charles had already buried two young wives, so it was not surprising that he wanted to forget it and find new love. A lot of fight tournaments and parades were held in the royal court of Timisoara. He was having a frivolous life and started to think about having a family again. Thus, he met Elizabeth Lokietek who was the daughter of Polish King Wladislaw the Short of Elbow-High. Because of his short height he was nicknamed ‘Łokietek’, a diminutive of the word ‘łokieć’. It translates as “ell” or “elbow”, a medieval measure of length, as in “elbow-high”. Elizabeth gave a birth to five children. From the five, Andrew became the heir to the Naples throne, and Louis later became Hungarian King.

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“Mr Brown, please follow me, I will show you their bedroom,” said a very attractive lady wearing a specific medieval dress of that times at whom Charles was frankly staring. He does not for how long he was not able to say a word or even move as if he was struck by lightening. He almost does not feel anything except pure admiration of the natural woman’s beauty. He knew many woman, but he has never seen these big black as coal eyes who were looking at him so innocently and smiling. Yes, exactly “smiling eyes”!

“Their bedroom?” Charles asked abruptly. Ms Lokietek quickly turned her head and looked at him quizzically.

“Yes, sir, royal bedroom…” she replied and blinked with her long thick eyelashes.

It was quite odd for Charles to happen to be in the bedroom with a woman almost at once after several minutes after they met. It has never been so quick before. “What are you thinking about now?” thought Charles and tried to change his completely lost look to much serious one. He decided to leave his inappropriate feelings and thoughts for later. It was strictly unprofessional to do like that in a foreign country where he came for work.

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Many Hungarian kings and queens slept in this bedroom. I believe you paid attention to the size of the bed, isn’t it too small? You are right, it is indeed. However, the most weird is that people who slept in it never do it in their full height, I mean they never stretch there fully according to their size. Usually they slept in a bended position, since sleeping straight was a bed sign associated with dead. It was accepted that only dead sleep straight in their tombs. Wow, what a logic?

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At that times there was no usual bathroom. As I found out these things showed above were replaced to their room where king and queen took so-called bath. The question is whether they did it separately or not? Who knows, let each of your imagination decide!

Clothes always play an important role in our lives and it is still. Every epoch dictated its own trends. It is very pity that you cannot try on these fabulous dresses. I am certain we, dear dames, would look pretty in them!

Royal Wardrobe

And you too, dear cavaliers. Would not you like to try on one of these heavy things? I bet you would look so powerful and strong like real knights in armors who is ready for a battle. On Guard!

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Charles listened to his guide very attentively. He regain control over his unexpected emotions and took everything with his writer’s curiosity and professionalism. He even started to made notes while walking with this young dame. She talked with passion about this castle, Charles admired her gestures and voice. Her delicate voice sounded like crystal. Moreover, her English was so well that it almost amazed Charles. She spoke clearly, slowly, but with a hidden delight that was visible only for him, who caught her every word, her every comma…

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“Ms Lokietek, will you excuse my brevity, I have one question?” Charles stopped her with a little gesture. He came to her closer almost took her by her hand. They were standing on the top of the castle and looking at the beautiful, almost breathtaking view, of the surrounding city Miskolc.

“Certainly, Mr Brown,” she shyly whispered and looked aside.

“What is your name?”

“Beth…Elizabeth!” she proudly pronounced and looked right at him. Her gaze was silently deep.

“Are you kidding me, you are Elizabeth Lokietek, and you work in this Castle as a guide, the castle where so many years ago lived another Elizabeth Lokietek, Hungarian Queen…Oh my, I came to the right place!” he loudly claimed and started to laugh. Elizabeth also smiled and caught his laughing tone.

“Yes, Sir, you really came to the right place, King Charles, your Majesty, if you excuse me!”she playfully admitted and joined laughing. Her playful tone immediately brought back all his sweet feelings and images in his head. His heart jumped wildly and he felt happy. As happy as a lark…

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To be continued!

Greetings From Hungary

Dear little Friends, I attached this greeting card specially for you!

Designed by Ann!

Looking forward to your thoughts, ideas, remarks, comments!

Hope yor Queen or King is with you! If not, then I wish you to meet him/her as soon as possible! How about today?

Yours Ann

You Won’t Drink More Than a Bucket of Horilka

There is a good Ukrainian proverb that “man is not a cow, he won’t drink more than a bucket of horilka“. Isn’t it funny! Can you drink a bucket of horilka? I bet, you won’t be… otherwise you will be walking out of my kitchen horizontally, or will be staying there till tomorrow as minimum, but in the morning during breakfast you might receive a new glass of horilka to help you deal with hangover and then everything repeats. So, be careful it is a tricky alcoholic beverage.

Horilka With Cucumber

As you may recognize the talk is today about traditional Ukrainian beverage- horilka (vodka in Ukrainian language). In my country, since we speak Ukrainian, we differentiate between vodka and horilka, let’s not mix them. It can be explosive!

I chose such a topic for my post, because many of you expressed a wish to hear about it. And you know that I cannot turn down your requests. Moreover, I thought that it might be pretty interesting to find out more about this well-known beverage. That’s why I prepare two glasses of horilka for you and waiting you to join me in this fascinating alcoholic trip.

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 Cheers (“Bud’mo” in Ukrainian), but I will probably say after something like “guys, how can you drink it? It’s awful?”. I should confess that I almost don’t drink any alcoholic beverage. I just don’t understand its taste. Sorry, folks, can’t do much. However, as a person who likes discovering this world I would like to find out where does horilka come from and what is behind…

Ancient

 The word ‘alcohol’ comes from the Arabic ‘al-kuhl’. Arabs borrowed the technology and carried it to western Europe. In western Europe, distilling alcohol from wine was practiced in Italy in the 11th century, but generally this was done secretly by alchemists. Distilled alcohol reached Poland probably from Germany in the 15th century and it is recorded that the term ‘wodka’ was known from at least 1534.  It is believed that distilled alcohol spread from Poland via Lithuania, Belarus and Ukraine, and only then to Russia. So, see, my dear polish Friends, we should thank you for having horilka as one of our beloved spirits. Who is our Big Brother now! Niech Zyje, Polska! Na zdrowie!

Nalej Zdrowje

Our chronicle mentions that mead was brewed for the funeral wake which Princess Olga held for her husband. With the introduction of distillation flavored horilka appeared. In the 19th century a ‘nalyvka’ was made by steeping fruit in 25% horilka, while a ‘nastojanka’ (‘nastojka’) was made by steeping herbs and spices in a similar strength horilka. Later, when it became easier, sugar was added for sweetness. The term ‘nalyvka’ was also used for a type of sweet fruit wine made by fermenting fruit and berries without added water, but with sufficient sugar to provide a residual sweetness. This was naturally weakly alcoholic, and to increase the strength, horilka was added. A stronger variant, was called ‘spotykach’, the name derived from the Ukrainian verb ‘to tumble’. Who is the tumbler? Wow, I got to know so much new, friends. Even I feel a bit drunk from all this information and you? How about one more glass? Na zdorowja! (“for good health” in Ukrainian).

Two Glasses

You can be more surprised to hear that Ukrainians are very good at cooking homemade horilka, which is called “samogon”. I am sure you never heard this word before and have never tried samogon before. It can have a more tricky effect on you, since samogon can be even stronger. At once, I had a funny experience. I was much younger, at university yet. I went to a trip to Mountains for summer holidays. I had an infection spot in my mouth and it was painful. During celebration of Ukrainian Independence Day our company had horilka and since I usually don’t drink, they decided to seduce me in other way. They offered me not to drink it, but take a sip of horilka and keep it in my mouth to cure my infection. I followed their advice…don’t you guess what was the result? You are right, Ann felt drunk, eyes are funny, and I wanted to sing…la-la-la-la!

Candy and Glass

If you do not smile yet, then another story for you. Did you know that alcohol content in our horilka is measure with the help of nose? Nope, you are not mistaken. A usual human nose. Are you confused? It is pretty simple. There are three stages. First one – after drinking a sip of freshly brewed samohon your nose has not changed its color, at all, it means that samohon is not ready yet, it is too close to beer, concentration is too low. Second –  brewing longer and gain tasting, the tip of your nose gets pink just a bit similar to rosy cheeks of a young lady who is blushing. Third – after one more sip your nose is already red like a red-rip tomato, which means that alcohol concentration is almost the maximum. Samohon is ready to be served. Who is ready to taste?

Collage of Bottles

One more glass of horilka? Cheers…Nazdravlje! Skål! Proost! Kippis! Santé! Prost! Egészségedre! Salute! Na zdrowie! Saúde! Noroc! Salud! Будьмо! I have no idea I am a polyglot, after several glasses of horilka I started to speak so many languages. It is a magical liquid!!!

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See you after one more glass! Happy Weekend!

Truly yours,

Ann

From Kyiv With Love (Final Episode)

How do you do, my little Fellows! Let me congratulate you – it’s Weekend! Let’s celebrate! And I decided to present you my last post devoted to my sweet city. I guess our trip around my city is going to its end. I assure you that I did not show you all the attractions, however, I am not going to stop providing you with interesting information on my city and country as a whole. This series ends and new ones will be born. So, be patient, my dear Fellows, and you will hear a lot about the place which I love so much. And I remember my promise to start this post with your comments about the picture with a Ukrainian girl…I actually was very impressed with your ideas and thank you so much for being so attentive:

Being Ukrainian

My dear Friend, beleznai wrote: ” In picture I see a woman who protects Kiev, or maybe all Ukraine! Such person nowadays is very necessary for Ukraine! Who can be her? Maybe You? From your posts, I know, that You can be the right person for sure! I vote for You!”

Oh, it was really very sweet to compare me with this woman. Hope I do deserve it!

Lovely Maverick ~ shared his idea: “The young lady in the mural perhaps is representing hope for the future.”

I agree with you, dear Maverick, and I hope this girl will look only brighter as well as future for my Ukraine.

Jo from restlessjo recognized very well: ” It’s a wonderful photo, with the people busying about in the foreground”. 

So well-noticed, dear Jo!

A wisdom woman who likes history Millie from milliethom suggested: “The final picture to me shows a ‘Mother Gooddess’ type of figure (or perhaps a famous woman from Kyiv’s history) who nurtures, cares for and protects her city and its people. One of her arms is cradling the city, the other is perhaps lifting a child out of harm’s way, or simply just answering his questions”. 

That’s so right, dear Millie, she is a mother who would like to protect her land from intruders.

And the last, but not least, from my very dear Jim Noonan, who is my favorite writer: “In the photo I see a woman, a mother of timeless beauty, nurturing an ancient and thriving city at her breast, holding the future in her hand, her feet rooted in the earth, her head reaching to the stars”.

That was amazing, dear Jim, you found the soul of this picture! I am applauding you!

All your thoughts and ideas are so thoughtful and right, in this picture I see my Ukraine, who is a young 24-years-old girl, innocent and fragile, anybody can hurt her. Or maybe i  just look at the mirror…how odd?

Golden Gates

We cannot finish our trip around Kyiv without seeing Golden Gates. Golden Gate in Kiev is the monument of fortified building of 12 century, one of few, which remained till our times. The construction amazed with its greatness and inaccessibility. However, they are not made of gold as you may see in the picture. It can be a bit disappointing, but, in fact, the gates, at which you are looking now, were renovated in 1982.  Kiev Golden Gate was simultaneously a tower and a triumphal arch that leads to main “aristocratic street” of the city. I can imagine how many-many centuries ago Ukrainian cream of society in their decorated carriages was entering these gates. Did not they look graceful and proud of their rich carriages? The wide street was full of elegantly dressed women in shiny carriages escorted by their men. Dashing officers rode on fine horses alongside the carriages…The only problem that my photo camera was not there to capture all this beauty and show it to you!

Opera House

Well, let’s go back to Earth or go upper to the Mount Olimpus. We are standing in front of the Opera House – a kingdom of two charming muses Melpomene and Terpsichore, known for their love to music and dances. This is their castle, here they can feel themselves like at home. If you do not have enough drama in your life, then you should come here. Repertiore is very divergent from classical operas to modern ballet performances. The history of the National Opera House goes back to 1867.  In February 1896 during the morning performance the fire erupted in the Opera House from the unextinguished candle and just in few hours building was almost fully destroyed. The solemn opening of new Opera House building in Kiev took place on September 29 in 1901. New exterior of building was constructed and designed in Neo-Renaissance style, interior of Opera house – in a classical style called Viennese Modern. The most outstanding part of the construction – is the Opera stage that is one of the largest in Europe. In case you are in Kyiv, do not miss the chance to visit it, you will love it. Lots of people enjoy opera because the singers have such strong, polished voices. Even without microphones, their voices carry through entire auditoriums without missing a note…

National University

This red building looks like a symbol of Communism, isn’t it? Perhaps, that is the first thought. Actually, I have to dissapoint you, my little Friends. It is Taras Shevchenko National University of Kyiv. This is one of the most prestige and expensive universities in the world. Honestly, I even did not dare to think about studying here. My parents never could afford it. Only children whose parents are having bank accounts in Switzerland can dream of being students of this house of knowledge. Although sometimes I feel that students who park their lexus cars next to this building are not much interested in knowledge other than just following the rules of their own society. I am afraid they pass their exams not like everybody else…ohh, I think i started to talk too much…you may feel that students in this country are spolied mother’s darlings, not all of them, I assure you! I am not and I did study, even I was among best students who graduated with red diploma (oh, I am not so modest now), however, I have been studying not here. Maybe that’s why! And now, seriously, Taras Shevchenko University is named after Taras Shevchenko, a major figure in Ukrainian literature and art. It is an institution of higher education that trains specialists in many fields of knowledge and carries out research. It is considered the most prestigious university in Ukraine and a major centre of advanced learning and progressive thinking. It consists of more faculties and departments, and trains specialists in a greater number of academic fields, than any other Ukrainian educational institution. And now let’s talk about Taras Shevchenko…his monument is right in front of your eyes!

Taras Shevchenko

Taras Shevchenko is the foremost Ukrainian poet, prose writer, painter and playwright of the 19th century. He was a major figure of the Ukrainian national revival. He was  a man of universal talent. All his life and creative work were dedicated to the people of Ukraine. The poet dreamed about the times when his country would be free, where the Ukrainian language, clture and history would be highly valued, and the people would be happy and free. Now is the 21st and Ukrainians still dream of the same, don’t you find it tragical, almost unbearable?

For me Kyiv is still one of the most mysterious and charming city, although it has been severely damaged and changed by big skyscrapers. I hardly can feel its soul and smell chestnut tree fragrances. It is painful, but modern Kyiv is associated with Chornobyl, revolutions and many ecological problems. Nevertheless, we have things to be proud of: the large number of scientific and technological achievements, humanitarian achievements and bright and talented people, known worldwide have their roots in Kyiv, Ukraine…I would like to remind you about those things and people which are the pride of their glorious city. I do not belong to this brilliant circle of famous people, but I DO LOVE my Kyiv not matter of anything and it is FOREVER…Endless Love!

Kyiv Road

Hugs from Kyiv!

Happy Sunday!

Little Korea in the heart of Ukraine

Pagoda in Kyiv

My dear Friends, first December snow melted fairly quickly and I decided to travel back and recall wonderful Fall days in my sweet city. As usually during one of my lunch breaks I went out for a walk and turned to the unknown path that brought me to Korea…

I felt that it was right time to use my time machine…

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 I was lucky to land in Changdeok Palace (Aeryeonjeong pavilion) in Seoul.  Aeryeon means “love to lotus flower”.

Little Korea

This little island of Korean culture is a little miracle. Here is true Korean atmosphere. Koreans enjoy a sense of inner peace from becoming one with nature. Gardens can also serve practical purposes, such as for growing fruit or medicinal herbs, in addition to being delightful playgrounds. Sometimes they are used as an inspirational backdrop for writing poetry, or meditation.

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The influences that shaped the identity of the Korean garden include Korea’s natural environment as well as the lifestyle and ideological values of its people, which have changed with the times. My time was limited, I could not stay here forever, time machine gave a signal…I had to come back, but it was so good here, so peaceful…I knew that I would come back here and very soon!

Wish you peaceful and relaxing weekend!

Happy Friday, my dear Friends!

Yours Ann

From Kyiv With Love (Episode 2)

Dnipro

Mikhail Bulgakov, author of the famous Master and Margarita, who was born in Kyiv, said about Ukrainian capital and one of the oldest cities in Europe: “There is no more beautiful city in the world than Kyiv“. And he was right. If you look at this photo above, what do you see? I can tell you honestly that it seems to me that this is not that Kyiv, which I get used to. No, certainly, not. My fantastic photo-expert Nicki-Ticki with its technological super power has transformed this city into something too unbelievable. Doesn’t it looks like some American city? Exactly…but we are not in USA (unfortunately), we are in the center of Ukraine, its capital – Kyiv. However, Kyiv cannot exist without its river Dnipro. Would not you like a dive? Yeah, I know in the beginning of November, last autumn month, it is not wisdom. Though sometimes I hear news that some young girls or boys make attempts (and even did it) to commit a suicide by diving into this endless blue over an unrequited love. It is a sad fact, of course. I wish an unrequited love could not find place on our Planet. Life is too short. Folk, I kindly ask you – do not fell in love with wrong people, is it possible to arrange? For my sake!

Bridge Through Dnipro

Dnipro is the largest river in Ukraine and the third largest in Europe. From the dawn of history the Dnipro has been closely bound up with the life of Ukrainian people. It is the ‘holy river’ of Ukraine and its artery. Dnipro was known as the Borysthenes to the ancient Greeks and Romans.  It became an important route in medieval times, when it became part of the Varangian route between the Baltic Sea and Byzantium across the Black Sea. Nowadays it is an important route from work to home and back 334 days per year for most of Ukrainians(31 day usually they stay at home for vacation).

Car Bridge

Dnipro divides Kyiv into two banks: right and left. The right part of the city is so-called business and elite center. People who can afford living on the right bank of the river are quite rich. I think that there is not so many of them. Approximately 10%, I already see your faces, yes, yes, my dear ones, 90% of the population, let’s say, is not that rich. 10% of oligarchs just control almost everything and they “care” about other people. They do not let us relax and this is good, since life is a constant motion. Usual Ukrainians cannot go for pension sooner and they should work till they can, I suppose this “wisdom” 10% increases our working life, which is and indubious boost for so many people. What can they do without it? Sitting at home and knitting socks, they will die from boredom.

Dnipro Dock

It has its own dock where many yachts hang out. We are definitely not in Venice, so boats are pretty small and not so popular here, but if you would like to go for a boat trip along the river it can be organized. Any caprice for your money! What’s more have you ever seen river locks? No, this can’t happen! Then, today is your lucky chance! You are lucky Luke or Beth or …what’s your name? Dnipro has several locks and one of them brings you directly to Kyiv Sea (well, not natural, but artificial), so bring your swimming suits! We are going to have fun at Kyiv beaches in November, can you believe it?

Dnipro Beaches

Aha, as I see this couple has already had fun and now they are standing almost at the beach (not exactly, why they did not wear swimming suits?) and enjoy each other. Isn’t it romantic? Just look at them! I know I had no right to peep at my camera hole and capture them, but, hey, they look so good together. This November river breeze (a bit chilly, but not so spicy) evoked some warm feelings in their hearts and they hugged each other in pleasure. Or not so romantic variant – they are pretty cold and would like to warm themselves up. It is up to you to choose! Honestly, I find this man more handsome than that woman.  Although his hairdresser was not in his bad mood last time. Hey, dude, you need a better one! Ok, ok, I know I like criticizing people, including myself, but this is because I love them all! And I love you too! Oh, I am in such love mood today. Is there is something in the air? Some love gases….ha-ha!

Ukrainian Couple

Coming back to serious! Ann tried to be funny.

Locks on the river are pound locks,  a type used almost exclusively on canals and rivers.Unfortunately, I did not make a picture of this lock, but you know writers, they can describe everything in the most fruitful way. Yep, we are the word magicians, so where my magical mouse and keyboard. Here we go…

Our boat passes through the second and oldest lock during the day and it is quite an experience for you  who rushed on desk with cameras, and locals who stood above the lock watching and waving.  Ships enter a lock through “hanging gates” into the pound with gates at the other end. Once in the pound, “hanging gates” are closed and the water level is either raised or lowered to river level. The end gates are then opened and we slowly sail out onto the river again. Did you imagine? Hope I covered it well! I highly recommend you to come and experience it. As it is said it is better to see once than to hear a thousand times”.

Little Islands

I like this shot so much. Just take a look at these colors as if painted by a very gifted artist.

When evening comes, Kyiv turns into a magical, romantic place lit up by old-fashioned street lamps, architectural lighting and even a touch of neon. Looking over the city in the evening, at its murmuring fountains, gleaming monuments, and the reflective dark waters of the Dnipro, makes me feel relaxed. This evening photo is not of the best quality since my Nicki-Ticki did not have his friend Trip and at his disposal was his owner hands, shaking ones…so sorry! Sunset was so bright that almost blinded me. In this picture you can see one of “sleeping” districts of our big city. Buildings here are high, most of them have more than 20 stores and elevators always in need for repair. Local habitants get used to do sport every day, upstairs and downstairs. In case you see Ukrainians with muscular legs you know what’s behind it!

Blur Sunset

It seems I can talk endlessly about Kyiv, but you are too tired now. Tell me honestly it is too difficult to read my long posts! I wish I could compose shorter sentences. Brevity is the soul of wit. But that’s not about me. The less people think, the more they talk – THAT is exactly about me! Have fun! Happy Thursday! I had such fun with you, Folks!

To be continued (Didn’t you expect?).

Yours Ann

P.S. Do not forget to criticize me!