Lviv

рэбята

вадим и мариика

зафтрак туриста

3 days of heavy party in Lviv.
reunion with most of the dudes from summer and many many new nice people. A night in a 3 floor underground club- dancing and drinking until unconciousness, chilling in cafes, a non professional theatre show about the Sherlock Holmes of Lviv, and a whole day of heavy hangover and chilling with Mariika in the student dorm.
I had such fun and met so many new nice people that i'm still kinda dizzy. I love Lviv and the people I know there and for sure, I will return to see more and party heavier. Thank u Lviv people. I will fuckin' miss u A LOT!!!!

Back in Ukraine

Lviv- one of my all time favourite cities.
Nice to be back. Nice to surprize the dudes I met here in the summer :P

I left Krakow few days ago, to enjoy the Hospitalityclub possibility in the city of Rzeszow, 2 hour trainride away from Krakow. My first train experienxe in Poland. Comfy but rough ride- i like.
I arrive and meet one of the dudes, living in my destination apartment, in the centre of the city. Cool student flat with student beer, student vodka and a student rabbit.

I continued in the morning towards the border of Ukraine. With the help of 3 drivers I ended up in the city of Przemysl. The last driver, a young lad, drove me to the local bus station, and explained that the ticket to the border is 2 zloty and its easyer to ride the bus. So i took the bus. I was tired of walking, coz the 2 other drivers had put me down in the middle of small fuckin' cities, so i had to walk for an hour to find a suitable place for hitchhiking.

Border of Poland/Ukraine was a fucked up place. It was a border with the possibility to pass for people without cars. Polish border was easy for me- 2 lines: euro and non euro citizens. Getting trough took like one minute. Walking trough the no-man's-land, seeing people taking off packs of cigarettes around their bodies and legs, babushkas with a shitload of cartons in their bags, throwing them over the fence, another one catching on the other side- and all that already in the no-man's-land. Then- ukrainian border control- queue 50m, tiny door, 2 people checking the pasports. People struggle and shout. Standing in the line, thinking about ukrainian domova kuhnja and beer, i spotted some Polish girls, 10 meters closer to the passport check, staring and smiling at me. As I already experienced in Krakow, Polish girls smile a lot. Like for real- A LOT. Boyko explained that its normal. The reasons for that are maybe not quite appropriate to explain here. But he said that its nice to smile back, which I did. In the no-man's-land between Poland and Ukraine. So, after a while, they waved, and told me to move closer. They were already in the corridor made of iron pipes on both sides, so they made some space in front of them, and i pushed myself in. Some nasty looking dudes were protesting, but the girls shouted some filthy polish words and all was cool. So, my turn to show the passport. The border control dude looked at it, asked his mate something, and they checked it out together. Looking pretty confused, he gave me an immigration card. I filled it out. That was the part which I was afraid for- I had to remove my gloves to be able to use the pen. And ofcourse, immediately the border dudes started to make interesting comments about my nailpolish. But at least- they did not threaten me with nasty punishment or some shit. And ofcourse, they wanted me to write an address of residence in Odessa, which I put as destination. I just tried to explain that i will find a hotel after arrival and it was cool. So, at last- back in ukraine.Thanks to the polish girls, i passed the border an hour faster than i had expected. Thanks polish girls!! It was fuckin' freezing out there.

I tried to find a marshutka going to Lviv, so I asked some babuskas if there was one going soon. They said yes and informed me also about the cost of the ticket- 10 grivnas. Immediately some old fat dude, standing 20 meters away, started to wave with hands at me and his dirty ziguli so I approached him just because of curiosity. He explained that he was ready to take me to Lviv for 180 grivnas. I smiled, told him that im not stupid, and that I could buy tickets for that amount of money to all the babuskas wayting for the marshutka. The clever businessman made a stupid face and took off with his ziguli.
Actually, I was tempted to take a roadtrip with this guy, but the price was absolutely ludicrous.

So I took the marshutka to Lviv, met Jenjyk and some other people I already met in the summer. He fixed me accomodation at his sisters flat, which is full of extremely sweet Ukrainian girls.
Jenjyk and his mates persuaded me to stay here for a day longer as I had planned, to experience a crazy party. So, im waiting for tonight to taste the local weed for the first time :P

Ape

The border post named Ape between Estonia and Latvia.
Oldschool

Ape- If u add an H in the beginning, it turns into Hape (acid in estonian ;) ok, sometimes i get too excited about my own imagination :P)

Krakow

After 3 days of sitting in a truck, driving towards south Poland, I arrived yesterday morning somewhere close to Katowice. 10 minutes of hitchhiking, and I got a ride directly to center of Krakow.







Arnold and Lennart

The truckdrivers were really cool. 2 trucks were driving together from Estonia to Italy.

Arne is a laid back lifetime truckdriver in the age of 65, making some extra cash for the shitty pension he gets from the government.

Tiit is an ex meat factory sausage plant boss. Been to Chernobyl to fix the shit, but luckily his health is perfect

I called dr. Dimitrov to tell him that I have arrived. My good old sleepy monkeybrained chap came to meet me at the train station. We went to his place, had some bread for breakfast and took a walk in the old town filled with tourists. Tourist shit is not for me, so we returned to his cozy flat to celebrate Boykos birthday by drinking up a bottle of rakia, made by his grandfather.
By the time we got back, Boykos belarussian girlfriend Anna had woken, and started to make a birthday cake. We drank some rakia, had some nice Bulgarian cheese and sausage as sakuska, and chatted about the cool things that had happened during the summer.

Now, I have a crazy hangover and everybody else has left for school. Fresh air will do good for my health, so I will take a walk