the Eightfold Path
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Soroca
village trip
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Our trip to the monastery in Suruchen. Sean and I met up with Jerad and his wife, Masha, who is from the village. We hiked up to the Monastery overlooking the village and drank holy water from a stream. Inside the orthodox temple they had the hand bones of some saint (in the box in the picture). And I lit a candle. Really beautiful place.
Sean's party pad
date at the ballet
one more from Kiev....updates from Moldova coming soon
Monday, May 26, 2008
more additions from Kiev
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Yes, I shaved. Turns out facial hair is looked down upon in Moldova and I need to make good first impressions. Sad day.
"well the ukraine girls really knock me out..."
Saturday, May 10, 2008
goodbye lenin...
Lots of pictures of Independence Square. They had the fountains on and tons of people were out enjoying the sun. A statue of Lenin with flowers around the base. Go figure.
A very popular Kievan snack is the "perepechka," a hot dog buried inside thick, fried dough. I took a picture of the most popular place to get them and you can see the Ukrainians lined up at the window. They go for about 65 cents.
I had to read Bulgakov in one of my Russian lit classes. We visited his house and monument.
Also, some Ukrainian government building next to St. Michael's Orthodox temple. The story goes that a while back the government wanted to build a second parliament building next to and mirroring the current one. So they tore down the original St. Michael's temple which had stood for hundreds of years. In short, they began building the government building, ran out of funds, tore it down, and decided to rebuild the temple. And here it is. Painted blue. (The story reminds me of so many half-finished building projects in Far East Russia. Poor planning? A rapidly fluctuating economy? Or maybe just a persisting Soviet mentality? I don't know. But the situation, as comical as it is, isn't unusual.)
the sun's not yellow, it's chicken
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
I really just don't know what to say about this. An outdoor gym by the river and lots of really serious Ukrainian bodybuilders. Alan and I were having a tough time just trying to keep from laughing while walking through this place. Tough guys and old men with their shirts off, and dumbbells rotting to pieces. We saw a guy putting a fresh coat of blue paint on the machines. But hey, who would pay for a gym membership when you could come here? Alan's favorites: the couples swing and the iron elliptical. And just over the bridge, the 65-and-overs playing shirts and skins chess. It really was not very hot outside. I have this video of a guy boxing a stack of tires hung from a tree, but I can't figure out how to post it.
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