AGAIN (former) Soviet Union (continued, part 5) We went to the apartment where we met the father of Victoria, with whom I shook hands, while I felt a strong smell of fish, which came from his hands. The apartment was not cleaned, the kitchen sink was full of unwashed dishes, which were collected here, apparently, the whole week. Due to dirt on the cloth was difficult to determine its original color, and as for the toilet, everything was the same deplorable level, and the nose hit the strong smell of urine. In my travels in Eastern Europe, I often had seen running toilets in bus and a toilet in Kharkov apartment does not fall out of some of these dubious sites. Best football team Kharkov While Marina was in the kitchen, chatting with the owners, I sat on the sofa, his head in his hands. I was covered in street dust and sweat, weariness prevailed. Marina came into the room and told me quite naturally the news is that there is no hot water. Back when I started to use this site Club hospitality ", it became clear that there could be surprises and disappointments. Now, my assumptions were true, but I'm not really upset, life is life. But in previous times, when we were placed by the Club hospitality "in Lviv, we've got fantastic apartment. Victoria started to leave for work, and we agreed to meet later in the city. Marina was very upset by the lack of hot water, but still took a cold shower. I said to Marina: "When you can not change the situation, try to change her attitude." Rain we marched through the streets of Sumy, it is historically the most important street in Kharkov. An impressive opera house looked good against the backdrop of several beautiful fountains. But it was the only oasis of beauty, because of the small rain environment was bleak and dismal. No matter how I tried to make an effort, but positive emotions this city did not call. My new friend Kharkov, however, we did not come here for this, we had to deliver the parcel local girl named Ira, whose sister lives in Manchester and is friends with Marina. When she heard from her that we're going to visit her hometown, then handed over to Ira several things: a handbag, a couple of boxes of chocolates and 200 UAH. So we have certainly had good reason to be here. Very large area I felt a little better when we found a place where you could relax among the trees. Garden Shevchenko looked quite nice, besides the rain stops. We walked through the park, and went to Liberty Square, the largest area in the former Soviet Union after the Red Square. (The author is mistaken, for example. According to the English-language Wikipedia Kharkov Freedom Square only the fifth and third in University Square in Moscow. Ca. Ed.) Walking on a cobblestone street, we came to the monument to Lenin, the indispensable attribute of all post-Soviet cities. Kharkov leader of the proletariat is depicted with outstretched hand to the side. Produced lasting impression that Vladimir Ilyich unsuccessfully trying all these years to stop a taxi. Start material: Read more:
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