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I think it would be cool to have a
post called “The Lion and the Cobra” or “The Serpent and the Rainbow” or maybe
“The Dragon and the Tiger” but today’s post is merely called “Bread and Water”&lt;/div&gt;
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Water came before bread so that’s
where I’ll initiate this blog post. The water situation is a little out of the
ordinary in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
I haven’t really had any tribulations in Kharkiv brushing my teeth with the tap
water but I did have one bad case of Montezuma’s revenge during a trip to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;,
(I’ll spare you the details). I use water straight from the faucet to make
coffee/tea and occasionally during cooking but this has caused frowns among the
locals. I have noticed the shampoo receptacles in my shower develop a white
coating on them after a few weeks so I’m confident that I don’t want to be drinking
this mysterious liquid, (Or even put it in my iron). So like most expats I just
purchase some bottled water at the grocery store. This is a little odd for me
because I never buy bottled water in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
I have always lived in a area where it was fine to drink the water that comes
out of the public pipes. If I was going to be “out and about” especially hiking
I would just put some iced tap H20 in a hard plastic reusable water container. I
hate the idea of all those empty plastic bottles ending up in a landfill or the
ocean. Never the less, today at the supermarket, I bought some more water for about
eighty one cents apiece. Strangely enough a chilled Budweiser (a recent discovery
for me in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; maybe because of
Euro 2012?) could be bought for the same exact price. I’m drinking some of that
cold water as I’m writing. The thought that I might want to run in the morning
is keeping the King of Beers at arms length. Of course, .81 cents is a lot for
water so there is another option for the thrifty. From time to time a water
truck will pull up to the apartment building while beeping his horn. This is a
sign to bring your empty bottles down to get them refilled for about half
price. The only time I think these trucks are used in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
are at oil drilling sites or if the National Guard needs to distribute water
due to some emergency. I only live on the third floor but still I’m not going
to refill my bottles to save forty cents. Then again, that would give me more
money for beer and be better for the environment. Too bad I can not use the
savings to buy a Colorado Silver Bullet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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When I go out to dinner with people
that are new to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,
I always have them try the Kvass (квас) if it is on the menu. At my favorite
Ukrainian restaurant in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; I
usually order a pitcher to start the meal. Kvass is a fermented drink that according
to the modern recipe is prepared from rye bread. To me it sort of tastes like
watered down apple juice. It may have a slight alcohol content and is usually
flavored with fruit or herbs. Kvass has been an accepted drink in &lt;st1:place&gt;Eastern
 Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt; (including Russian, &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,
the &lt;st1:place&gt;Baltic States&lt;/st1:place&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Belarus&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)
for over a thousand years and has been mentioned in books like War and Peace
and Anna Karenina. Some of my ancestors came from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Lithuania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
over 100 years ago and I’m sure they were disappointed that it was hard to find
in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Maybe
they made a homemade version for years until that skill was forgotten in my
family. During my earliest trip to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,
I was possibly the first person in my family to consume it in eighty plus years? Kvass
used to be only available in the summer but now you can find bottles of it in
the stores year round. A sure sign of spring is when the venders start selling
it on the streets. &amp;nbsp;Coca-Cola and Pepsi
have their own brands of Kvass in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
so McDonalds isn’t the only blue chip trying to vacuum up some rubles. Most of
my friends appreciated the fact that I had them sample this drink. However, I
told one friend about it that arrived in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
to teach before me. He bought a cup from a street vender, tasted it and then promptly
but the cup on the ground next to a wall. I guess it is an acquired taste?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today is Easter Sunday in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
This may seem out of the ordinary to Westerners that celebrated this holiday
last week but this is a result of the difference between calendars. The West
uses the Julian and the east uses the Gregorian. (Next year the days will be
celebrated over a month apart but then in 2014 they will occur on the exact
date.)&lt;/div&gt;
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There are some similarities in the
celebrations between the two cultures but there are also some major
differences. In the Roman Catholic Church, (and also with some Protestant
religions), Easter week really starts with Palm Sunday. This is the Sunday
before Easter when the churches in the west will distribute palm leaves. The
Friday after this is called Good Friday. The more religious may attend a
performance of the “Stations of the Cross.” These are religious holidays in the
&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and not usually
secular ones. However, strangely enough the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
stock markets are closed on Good Friday and it is a holiday in twelve states. In
the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
on Easter morning children will awake and try to locate their Easter baskets.
The previous night they were left out empty but by this time they should be
filled with jelly beans, chocolate eggs and marshmallow bunnies or chicks by
the nocturnal and legendary Easter Bunny. Adults may also exchange Easter candy
and the test of true love is not to bite the ears off of your sweetheart’s
chocolate, (hopefully solid!), Easter rabbit.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Many people will attend church on Sunday and later have a big dinner at
home (usually a ham or some lamb) or at a restaurant. Easter morning sunrise
services are very popular. Other events planned for the day/week may include the
&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;New York City&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; parade, Easter egg
hunts, decorating eggs, or just showing off your newest spring clothing. Even
the President of the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
gets into the act by hosting the annual Easter Egg Roll on the White House
lawn.&lt;/div&gt;
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In &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
things are a little different. First of all Palm Sunday is Pussy Willow Sunday
probably because palm leaves were hard to obtain in the east. Good Friday has a
different name as well. It is known as Great Friday or Passion Friday. In the
Russian Orthodox Church Easter mass is celebrated on Saturday night and it
lasts ALL night. As far as I know there isn’t much of a candy exchange or egg
rolls but egg decorating is very important. My understanding is that the
traditional way to dye the eggs is by using the skin of an onion. The chief
color for egg dyeing is red, (this symbolizes the blood of Christ); so perhaps
they use red onions? &lt;/div&gt;
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One thing that definitely is
different is that the Russian people will make Easter Cakes (AKA as Easter
Bread), which are called “kulich”. This cake is baked in tall tins almost like
coffee cans. They usually have raisins inside and have a white icing with the
letters XB on them. XB is represents the Cyrillic letters for “Christos
Voskres”, Christ has risen. These are brought to church with other food such as
eggs, to be blessed by the priest. Many people will bake their own but it is simple
enough to buy them in the supermarket or on the street. Also there may be a competition
of banging eggs (egg tapping) together to see who has the strongest. People
also drink a wine called “Kagor” that they obtain from their church. The Monday
after Easter is usually a non-working day. The following Sunday people will
visit cemeteries for the Commemoration of the dead. &lt;/div&gt;
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I’m not sure about a custom in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
of showing off new spring clothing but as the weather got warmer I started to
spot the return of the T-Shirts that girls wear that have the English message,
“Say Me Yes”. When I first saw these during the summer, I thought maybe it was
the name of a local band when in fact it is just bad grammar.&lt;/div&gt;
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It was very
interesting last week in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
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For the practicing Christian
(including Catholics, Lutherans and Methodists) in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,
last week saw the start of Lent. The Lenten season starts with Ash Wednesday. This
is a odd religious holiday where ashes are placed in the sign of a cross on the
foreheads of the observers. The ashes come from the burned palms that are used
on Palm Sunday. For the uninformed this can be an unusual day because you see
people walking around with what you think is common soot on their foreheads.
The date of Ash Wednesday can change from year to year because it is based on
when Easter is celebrated. Most people think of Lent as being from Ash
Wednesday until Easter but it is actually really up to Holy Thursday (the day
of the Last Supper). The days before and including Easter are part of their own
mini-season rather than a component of Lent. &lt;/div&gt;
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Mardi Gras, which is French for Fat
Tuesday, is also celebrated during this week. (More precisely it occurs on the day
before Ash Wednesday.) This day is also known as Shrove Tuesday and is the date
when you should confess all your sins before the start of Lent. This is more of
a cultural celebration prior to the fasting season of Lent. Mardi Gras can be
celebrated over a few days with parades and parties that include the wearing of
masks, costumes and beads. If you see a woman with a great number of beads you
might ask her how they were obtained! This holiday is not traditionally observed
in &lt;st1:place&gt;North America&lt;/st1:place&gt; other than in ethnic French cities like
&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Quebec&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;New
  Orleans&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Of course, the worlds most famous Mardi Gras
is celebrated as Carnival in &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Rio de Janeiro&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;Let me get back to the wonderful
week in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
First of all we are still talking about Lent but in the Eastern Orthodox
religion it starts on a Monday. This Monday is called Clean Monday because on
the day before, Forgiveness Sunday, you should have asked for absolution for
all your sins. This period in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
and &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is
called pancake or Maslenitsa week. This was originally a pagan ritual that
became a Christian holiday. Be aware that we are not talking about the same
pancakes that are found at IHOP. These are called bliny and except for the potential
to have yeast, they are thin and similar to crepes. These can be topped with caviar,
jam, sour cream, meat and butter. In fact, the word Maslenitsa comes
from the Russian word for butter. In the distant past the pancakes were eaten
to celebrate the passing of winter and the coming of spring. They are said to
represent the sun because they are warm and round. As part of the religious celebration
they are eaten to fatten up on the meat, dairy and eggs that you should not be
eating during Lent. Maslenitsa is becoming a bigger and bigger holiday in
cities such as &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. I was told
by my students that something is actually supposed to be celebrated each day, such as one day where men are fed pancakes by their mother-in-laws, one day for
sleigh riding and another day to visit god parents. Unfortunately, no one seemed to
be able to come up with a complete list of these special days. I was surprised because I
actually was given the impression that I &amp;nbsp;knew more about this week than some of my students but that
may not be that unusual because of the suppression of religion during Soviet
times. The week ended on Sunday when a large Maslenitsa doll was burned to say
goodbye to winter. Additional&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Maslenitsa&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;events can also include group fist
fights, performing bears, singing and fireworks. Of course there is also plenty
of vodka to go around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;There was a bonus holiday during
this week in 2012. The week of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Maslenitsa&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;like Ash Wednesday can change from year to year but
The Motherland Defender Day is always on February 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; which fell on
Thursday of last week. Some people like to call this former Soviet Army Day as
“Men’s Day” but other than some presents from women or maybe some special activities at work it can not be compared to International Women’s Day that falls on March 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Holidays are finally over in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
This may seem odd to Americans because they were concluded two weeks ago in the
&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. So maybe I
should give a little more detail.&lt;/div&gt;
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While Christmas is celebrated in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
on December 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, this is almost a non-event in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
for two main reasons. Ukrainians have a tendency to be aware of the American Xmas
but sometimes they are uncertain of the exact date. (I was given some Christmas
wishes and or presents by some of my students.) Americans celebrate Christmas
based on the calendar introduced by Pope Gregory in 1582. The Gregorian
calendar replaced the old Julian calendar because of an eleven minute error
that causes a three day difference every four centuries. A handful of countries
adopted the new calendar at first and ultimately the rest of the world accepted
it as well. The &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,
including the American colonies, agreed to the change in 1752. At that time, 11
days had to be eliminated because of the accumulated difference. &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
and &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Greece&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; were
two of the countries that held out until the 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century. They eventually
had to drop 13 days from their calendar. So the first reason that December 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;
is just another day on their calendar is because the church decided to still
use the Julian calendar for Christmas which is about two weeks after the
American one.&lt;/div&gt;
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New Years is on the opposite end of
the spectrum. The Russian Empire followed the Orthodox Church which was part of
the Roman Catholic Church until it split into the western and eastern versions.
However, after the revolution, the secular communist government wanted to
eliminate religion from the country. Because of this, the population was unable
to celebrate Christmas openly so New Years became the big &lt;st1:place&gt;Holiday&lt;/st1:place&gt;
of the Year. Ukrainians celebrate New Years with fireworks, exchanging presents,
parties, champagne and lots of vodka. It is like Christmas, New Years and the
Fourth of July wrapped into one night. It is strange because this season I saw
Christmas tree lots established after December 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. But they were
not selling Christmas trees; they were New Year trees!&lt;/div&gt;
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On January 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Christmas
is celebrated as a lower key event because it was suppressed under the Soviets.
Many of the religious aspects are the same as in the west because they have the
same origins.&lt;/div&gt;
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The last (actually not true because
Epiphany is on 1/19) holiday of the season is Old New Year on January 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;
which as you may have guessed is the New Year Holiday following the Julian
calendar. They do have one odd tradition on this day. For the last two years I
have had someone knock on my door and when I answered it there were two young
boys. They come in and sing or chant in Ukrainian and then toss cracked wheat
on the floor. I think this is called the Posevaniya ritual? I’m not sure what
they are singing but the wheat must mean that I will have a good harvest in
2012. Since I’m not raising crops maybe this means I will have a child?&amp;nbsp; Last year I gave the boys some candy but this
year I provided them with a little money. I vacuumed the carpet before they came over
and now I trying to figure out an acceptable time to sweep up the wheat.&lt;/div&gt;
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I guess, half of
the dogs in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; during the 90s
bore the proud name of “Dick”, which might have appeared here in some way under
the influence of American movies but nobody really managed to look it up in a dictionary.
&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, I think,
name confusion is caused by three reasons: first – the lack of knowledge, the
second – names’ traveling from one culture to another, and the third –
pronunciation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Johann Bach, Sebastian Bach or Johann
Sebastian? – That is the question.&lt;/b&gt; There is no such thing as a middle name
in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; or
either in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
, we only have the patrimony. Written in passport after the last name, it is
used in formal communication. Somebody who is lower in status than you or much
younger will use a full (not shortened) first name and a patronymic, talking to
you. For example, you wouldn’t call your boss or teacher by first name without patronymic
(at least in public). That’s why middle names are so confusing for Ukrainians:
we don’t know whether we can take them out or not while writing or speaking and
shouldn’t we leave out the first name calling a person by his/her middle one.
For example I have learned once that I can’t shorten Austrian and German names
by its middle. You may say “Amadeus Mozart” (instead of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart),
but “Wolfgang Mozart” is unacceptable. The same happens with Bach.&lt;/div&gt;
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Since some
cultures (like America) have a different policy about middle names, that makes
it more convoluted to figure out what you should do, especially if you work on
the border or in a bank and have to pretend you are a “know-it-all” person. In
this position asking somebody which way their names should be written might
seem too humiliating. That’s why John has so many different versions of his own
name, and now it’s almost impossible to keep track of him with all his new aliases
in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;“WE, Nicolas the second”&lt;/b&gt;. Definitely
nobody uses a “family” name in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,
because there is a superstition about giving a person the name of a dead
relative. And nobody would say “Helen the third” of “the fifth” because in the
history only the kings and queens ever had an order number added to their
names.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Russian names and aliens&lt;/b&gt;. But the most
awkward thing for me is when other nationalities use Russian names for their children,
which don’t match them (from my point of view) at all. Surprisingly, I found
out that Korean boys and girls prefer to call them by Russian names which are randomly
picked by them or their parents. At first I thought parents do that to simplify
communication with Russian-speaking teachers, but recently I have realized they
dislike their native names and don’t like me using them. Well, I don’t really
think it has much to do with the fascination of Russian names, but maybe there
is some sort of racial thing. I need some more time to figure this out. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Pronunciation. &lt;/b&gt;I’m not sure about all Russian
names, but my name seems to be quite difficult to pronounce it right. I have
heard miscellaneous “Elaine”, “Elena”, “Yeleina” and many others instead of my
real name. That’s why I prefer Helen to &lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot;&gt;Елена&lt;/span&gt; if I talk to English-speaking person. &lt;/div&gt;
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In &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,
people have a propensity to work during the week and then buy stuff to clutter up
their homes on the weekend. Being a poor English teacher in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
I don’t have the disposable income to buy more crap from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
However, since the currency exchange laws were changed I have started to accumulate
the “Exchange of Unspent Hryvnias for Foreign Currency” certificates. Since
Russians don’t really understand the format of American names; none of them
have my name listed the same way. According to the form, it should be surname
followed by the given name. On one I can’t even understand what is written. Another
is almost correct but it seems to have my given name as “Jon” plus it has my
middle name. An additional document just has my two given names (first +
middle) but is missing my last name. This name mystification seemed like a good
topic for this humble blog about life in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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Generally, in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
when a couple gets married the women will take the man’s last name. Some famous
women will keep there last name and other women may also do it for professional
reasons. Some will even take a hyphenated name. For example, If Miss Jones
marries Mr. Smith she may take the name Mrs. Smith-Jones. &lt;/div&gt;
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These days it seems like people are
always trying to come up with unique boutique
names for their children. In the past, things were much simpler. For example during
the 1960’s the top boy’s names were:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;&quot;&gt;Robert&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;&quot;&gt;Mark&lt;/li&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There are four boys
in my family and not only are all our first names on this list but so are half
of our middle names. Obviously, my parents were not that original. They just
followed cultural norms. Sometimes children are given first or middle names
that were used by their relatives. For example, President John Fitzgerald
Kennedy’s middle name came from his mother’s maiden name. &lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Russians
do not have middle names. What seems like a middle name is actually the
patronymic name. This is a version of the father’s name that means some thing
like “daughter of” or “son of.” I guess this is like the Bible; Jesus was begot
of Joseph (well that is probably what the neighbors thought anyway?) who was
begot of Heli and so on and so on until Adam and Eve were begot of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Of course, it is also common to
give the first son the same name as his father. The father would be John Smith
Senior (Sr.) and the son would be John Smith junior (Jr.). If this tradition
continued in future generations then you would have John III (the third), John IV,
John V and John VI. Of course, if you had a really awesome name like say George
Foreman for example then you could name all five of your sons George and have
George Sr. thru George VI all running around the same house. I’m not quite sure
what would happen if someone called and asked for George.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had a
little trouble keeping up with all the Russian nicknames. Natalya = Natahia.
Aleksandra = Sasha etc. The one that seems most amusing to Americans is
Anastasiya = Nastya . Of course we also have our John = Jack, Edward = Ted,
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Americans seem to have a picture or
idea pop into their head for some Russian names. If they hear Boris &amp;amp;
Natasha older Americans will think of an animated cartoon from the 1960s.
Anastasia will invoke the image of the last Russian Royal Family and just do an
image search on Google to see what they would think of for the name
“Igor”.&amp;nbsp; Of course, many of the Russian
names are mispronounced by English speakers. Igor for example doesn’t sound the
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something called “Name Day”. I think I first learned of &amp;nbsp;this from a guide book. There are a number of
days of the year noted as the day for a certain name. One name might have four
of so days. Some of the days originate from when a Saint was born. Apparently,
someone would take the first such day after their birthday for another special
day. While I have heard of this tradition; I have never heard it mentioned once
while I have been in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
It may have been more popular before the Revolution. There are a number of literary
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(This is a response to the previous post by John)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I.T. is a very popular and in-demand professional sphere in Ukraine at the moment, so it is no wonder that it gave birth to some sort of vogue. It is not surprising that on this prevailing wave a place such as the IT-café appeared in Kharkov. I think this is all about the moniker “IT-café” which definitely helps this establishment gain some status. Most likely it sounds more official, serious and less informal if you schedule an appointment with someone at a enterprise like this instead of the “Potato House” for example. ‘I have spent last night at IT café’ – seems like a person was involved in some important activity, while ‘I went to the Potato House’ doesn’t make you feel the same respect.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I have visited the IT-café on Universitet only once, so I’m not really a competent judge, but I have made up my mind by its first “appearance”.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I definitely disagree with John. I don’t think that the atmosphere is that good considering the slow service and small tables which are hardly spacious enough to put both your computer and a drink. Imagine if there are more than two people at the table and they are trying to have dinner and use the internet at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The IT-café is good for you though, if you have extra time to seek internet access in a café while traveling through the city, and some excessive money to spend. Of course you can’t go there only to use the internet without ordering food, drinks or renting a computer, which are not that inexpensive as John said. Anything you ask for (even a beer) will cost you more than daily internet access, as compared to Kharkov internet providers who charge approximately 2-3 hryvna per day (about 30-50 cents). Needless to say, a dinner sometimes will cost you more than your monthly home internet bill.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; So the IT-café is a bad choice for those who only need to jump on the information super highway. You would be better off by setting it up at home and saving your time (time = money). You might as well drink beer at home spending only 5 hryvna instead of 15.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;On the other hand, the IT-café definitely will do in case of emergency if your home internet goes down when you have to make a Skype call or something else urgent.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;But if you’re planning only a “get together” with your friends I think you can find a superior location for it. Of course I mean a normal night out with friendly conversation, not the one when you all sit at the same table but everybody is only staring at their laptops screens.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;A friend turned me on to a new place in&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;Kharkov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;,&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;Ukraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;. He has an apartment near the&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Universytet metro station in the
center. The place where he is living is a Western Style residence that for some
unaccountable reason does not have internet access. This hardship caused him to
search for a suitable spot where he could do some business online as well as
chat with friends. He decided the best choice in the area was the I.T. Café (&lt;a href=&quot;http://itcafe.ua/&quot;&gt;http://itcafe.ua/&lt;/a&gt;) which is right to the left of
the glass exit for the metro. It is directly above the Potato House.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;There are a few good benefits of this
eatery. First of all the Wi-Fi has a strong signal. (In a pinch you can access
the internet at the weaker Potato House as well) They rent computers including
the I-Pad for Apple aficionados. (They also have a counter that sells
electronics such as computers and phones.) The food is pretty good and they
have an English menu. While traveling around town I have been known to stop at
McDonalds or Coffee Life (the Starbucks clone) to check e-mail or update my
blog. Both of these are OK but I like the atmosphere at the IT café better and
the fact that smoking is not allowed is a BIG plus for me. The meals are served
ala carte so while they are appetizing and inexpensive, you are not going to
get a meal with a soup/salad starter or even a side dish unless you order those
as well. The drink prices are low also with a Carlsberg draft costing just 15
hyrvnia (under $2). I actually have given English lessons on Skype here but I
was sure not to do that on the nights when they have a band or Tuesday when
they have Salsa lessons.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;This place is really catering to the
business market. They have presentation equipment on hand, as well as printing
and scanning services. They even have consultation by an IT specialist
available. If you do plan to visit occasionally then you should sign up for
their discount card. The basic one gives a 3% discount and allows table
reservations plus they will permit you to get some of their other amenities at
a discount or even free.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The last seven weeks have been very
confusing to those that exchange currencies in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
On September 23 the National Bank of Ukraine (NBU) enacted new Currency
Exchange Rules.&amp;nbsp; They required that
people who exchange foreign currency must present an ID and the business that
tenders the trade would be obligated to make copies of the paperwork. This has
been bewildering for Ukrainians, foreigners and the banks themselves. This
could also create a massive nightmare for those attending EURO 2012 football
games. Some of the kiosks that exchange money just closed because they didn’t
want to deal with the bureaucracy. The Ukrainians didn’t like the idea of their
personal info floating around while the expats and foreign tourists were S.O.L.
because most of the banks would not exchange any money at all unless the person
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The official reason for this rule
change was that it was a new tool to fight money laundering and the underground
economy. Supposedly, there is $70 Billion in foreign currency in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
that is hard to track. However, it seems more likely that they are doing it to
stop people from selling the Hryvnia which causes it to weaken against foreign
currencies. The NBU announced a series of gold investment coins that they hope
people will buy instead of speculating in hard currencies. These come in bars
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There were
many complaints from embassy employees about their inability to exchange money.
After some time, the banks did start to allow exchanges by foreigners from hard
currencies into the Hryvnia. And finally the NBU relaxed the rules on October
28 so that an ID must be shown when up to the value of 150,000 Hryvnia is
purchased but a copy of the ID does not have to be made. Of course, this is for
a purchase into Hryvnias. People who are buying foreign currencies must still
leave a copy and foreigners must show a receipt from the original purchase to
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; These rule
changes do not affect me too much because I rarely exchange currencies. If I
need some extra cash I just use a bankomat (ATM). The last time I exchanged
some money was during August when I got rid of some extra Euros that I had
acquired. I just handed the money to someone at the exchange window and
received Hryvnia and a simple receipt that had the details of the transaction.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; During the
past week I tried to swap some money to see how the process had changed since
my last transaction. (This time it would be some leftover rubles.) I went to a
bank and when I approached the exchange window they sent me back to one of the
tellers. She asked for my passport and the amount of money that I was going to
exchange. She then checked a list that she had on her desk. I have no idea what
was on the list. She also made a phone call but I wasn’t sure if it was for my
transaction or regarding the person who was ahead of me but was now standing to
the side. She gave me 3 copies of a sheet of paper that had the particulars of
the exchange including my name (but not my passport number). She put an
official stamp on each one. I then took these back to the currency exchange
window where my passport was checked again. I received my Hryvnias, a copy of
the stamped transaction details plus a certificate that could be used for the
“exchange of unspent Hryvnias for foreign currency”. &amp;nbsp;One of my friends said he exchanged some
dollars at a kiosk this week and he just handed over dollars for Hryvnia. No
extra paperwork was involved. Seems like this is easier but it would be a big
mistake if you have a larger amount of money remaining at the end of your trip
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The relaxation of the rules is
temporary. They are set to become stricter after the end of the Euro 2012
games. I guess it is possible that this may reduce the demand for hard
currencies but I think it is a little scary that the rules will be more severe
than most of the other places in the world. I will not even talk about the
current restrictions of 1,000 Hryvnia per person that is a rule that is not really
enforced at border crossings. I personally do not take restrictions on the free
market of currency exchange lightly.&amp;nbsp; Actually
these new rules and regulations are making me think of some of the other events
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 &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Republic&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in 1922 forced its
citizens to exchange their foreign currencies into German marks. Government
officials actually would search customers at restaurants and other business and
seize currencies that were not turned in. Eventually, Hyperinflation destroyed
the savings and pensions of the entire country.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Roosevelt Gold Confiscation of 1933 required
that all privately held gold in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United
  States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; be sold to the government. After this
was completed, the dollar was devalued against the price of gold and the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
made large profits on their seizures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Symbol;&quot;&gt;·&lt;span style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal &#39;Times New Roman&#39;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;During the Argentine Economic Crisis of 1999-02
many people tried to convert their money into dollars and get their money out
of the country. This caused a run on the banks and the government froze all of
the accounts except for minor withdrawals. All dollar denominated accounts were
forcibly converted into pesos at the official rate by the government. The
resulting hyperinflation wiped out the savings of the middle class.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the Ukrainian Hyperinflation of the early
1990’s the Hryvnia was set at 1.76 to the dollar. By 2008 it had fallen to 4.8
to the dollar. Then in about three months in late 2008 it fell to 7.9 to the
dollar. At this time anyone who had loans payable in dollars had to pay 65%
more. The Hryvnia since has been pegged at an 8-1 ratio to the dollar. But how
much longer can this last?&lt;/div&gt;
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The test of English as a foreign language (TOEFL) is a necessity for
applicants of international exchange programs in both US and Canadian
universities and may also be required for some jobs abroad. The current test
consists of four sections: Listening, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reading&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Speaking and Writing. The results of the test
have to demonstrate that you’re capable of comprehending information on academic
topics and have tolerable skills of expressing your thoughts in oral and
written forms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I decided that I needed to get
more organized in my preparation process and attend a decent school for a short
time. I have been poking around for a while trying to find an appropriate one
and there it was: the school that offered a free trial lesson. Let’s call it
“IH”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So I went there…The very first thing that raised a red flag was when I
noticed that the students didn’t talk much among themselves in English before
class (only about the class payment), neither did they after entering the class
room. But I was only a newcomer, so I thought that it might just be my first
impression that they weren’t really interested in what they were doing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In the very beginning of the class the teacher for some reason started
giving notes about one girl’s essay that was written at home. He devoted 5
minutes to this issue, while the others’ essays didn’t deserve his attention at
all. Maybe this was the only essay that was turned in? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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After the teacher finally decided to give his attention to the whole group,
we were given a whole bunch of papers, among which he picked a vocabulary one for
the next part of the lesson. The teacher really didn’t give us a chance to
explain all the words. But surprisingly for me the students really didn’t seem
eager to explain the meanings of the words either. He felt satisfied, told us
to fill the gaps (blanks) in the text below with those words and…left the
class. As we were reading the text he gave corrections, without discussion
about problems that we could come across trying to find the correct matches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The second and the most boring part of class was right in the middle.
The teacher put an old cassette in his stereo and…left for more than 30
minutes. That was an old version of the listening comprehension test that used
to be provided in 90s, but doesn’t exist anymore. I expected from him the
discussion of our results, but, again he just read the correct answers. I
forgot for a couple of minutes that we live in the 21st century and could
download as many audio files as we want from the net. I could have easily done
this listening part at home and checked everything by myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I really was hoping that the speaking or writing part would shake me up
just a bit and wake me from this prostration. Yes, he gave us an essay topic,
but it was assigned as homework. This was a big mistake. Essays during the test
should be written in 30 minutes without using a dictionary. There is no way;
you would be doing this correctly at home! Instead you will spend a couple of
hours working on your composition until it looked immaculate, but during the
test everything is about timing and concentration, and there is only a slight
chance that your home writing assignments will help you. The speaking part was
reduced to discussing papers that described our strange dreams. We had to talk
to each other while he pretended to be interested in our pronunciation. “No
Russian in class” – he hushed me one time, but he didn’t really listen to what
I was saying in English anyway….We didn’t have to use out thoughts or really
express ourselves. Not unexpectedly, while we were reading these “dream texts”
the teacher was absent from class, this time smoking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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At the end of class I felt pity for all the students in attendance. I
thought they were supposed to hate English so far studying like this since
September. Regarding my question “Is it always that boring?”, addressed to one girl, I got the answer “It can be worse. Today we had a lot of talking
comparing to some previous classes”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So the role of the teacher in class was very limited (well, he was
absent for 45 minutes so no wonder), the tempo ˗ very slow, the explanations
–weak,&amp;nbsp; the forms of class work were
picked according to what the teacher thought would be the simplest for him, the
materials were old, the methodic was obscure. I wouldn’t say anything if the
results of their studying was perfect, but the group didn’t not seem to make
great progress, or to be really interested in what they were doing. Maybe I got
too spoiled studying at different places, being a lecturer myself and having observed
a lot of good teachers. But I really like the language and I just would hate
classes like this. However,&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8332693744740820178&amp;amp;postID=6898484396704911210&quot; name=&quot;_GoBack&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don’t think that trial
lesson was a complete waste of my time. I would attend this course…for free.
But there is no way I would pay for this.&lt;/div&gt;
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I keep a clock on my computer with
the current local times in &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;,
(the same time zone as most of my family), &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;,
Kharkiv, (my current location) and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Moscow&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.
It is seems easy enough to recall the differences in my head but that all will
change next week because of the return to standard time.&lt;/div&gt;
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Daylight savings time (also called
Summer time in &lt;st1:place&gt;Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt;) was originally used in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United
  States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in 1918. A few European countries
actually started using it a few years earlier during World War 1. The basic
idea is that you turn your clock forward in the spring so the afternoons have
more daylight and the mornings have less. This is thought to save electricity
but there are some skeptics. In autumn you would turn your clock back to the
previous time. In the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
we remember this by the idea of “Spring Forward, Fall Back”. This would
traditionally be done on a Saturday night (actually early Sunday morning) and
back in the days when the gin joints in the United States always closed at 1:30
A.M. it was nice for them to be open for an extra hour once a year.&lt;/div&gt;
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This weekend &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
returns to standard time. I’m hoping my computers auto adjust but I will have
to manually change my clock and my passel of watches. That seems simple enough
but the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
does not make this modification until the following week. That will be a little
confusing but it is exacerbated by the fact that &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
no longer observes daylight savings time so there will be no change in their
clocks. It might not seem a big deal but I give lessons to a handful of
students in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
via Skype and they probably expect me to call them at the correct time. My head
already hurts!&lt;/div&gt;
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The “Russian soul is a
mystery” (for other cultures). What a stereotype! But sometimes listening to
foreign singers performing vocals for Russian chamber music or operas; I think
that not only the soul, but Russian music as well is a mystery to them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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That thought hit me yesterday evening at the opening of International
classic music festival, “&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; assembly” (&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.city.kharkov.ua/en/news/festival-harkivski-asambleyi-startuye-30-veresnya-9804.html&quot;&gt;http://www.city.kharkov.ua/en/news/festival-harkivski-asambleyi-startuye-30-veresnya-9804.html&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;) which is celebrating its 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary this year. It
took place it the small hall of the Kharkov Opera and Ballet Theatre. The
status of “international” requires inviting guests from abroad, who come here
right before the festival and perform with the local orchestra. It’s usually a
great risk because they have a couple (or even less) rehearsals with a new
conductor or singer, or both a new conductor and singer which is worse, and
right after have to go on stage. They basically have no time to become perfectly
coordinated and arrange some necessary “teamwork”. This is a good excuse for
all the weak parts in the concert program, but sometimes even this doesn’t
work. I want to tell only about one piece, which made me unenthusiastic about the
musicians.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, there were three foreigners in: one in the
orchestra, the conductor from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;UK&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and the soprano from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;UK&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (let’s do without naming names). Also, there
was the scene of Tatyana’s letter from “Eugene Onegin” (Yevgeniy Onegin)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by Tchaikovsky, of course, based on
Pushkin’s “novel in verse”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It went wrong almost from the beginning. The
orchestra started properly, in active tempo, but the heavy voice of the soprano
wasn’t able to handle it. Apparently, it’s either a weariness of 30 years on
the stage or too much experience that made itself manifest. She didn’t even
sound close to the “18 year old Tatyana” experiencing her first strong emotions
(I know it’s not tactful to mention a female performer&#39;s age in a review, beg my
pardon).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So conductor got all confused and slowed the instrumentalists
down. The first part of the scene of Tatyana’s letter is the fastest and
consequently tempo started getting slower and slower and finally reached the
point where it was almost unbearable and you could hear all motives of each
instrument of orchestra and all their roughness (affected by the lack of
rehearsing) which would have been unnoticeable if they had played livelier. Once
the soprano finished, the conductor let the instrumentalists play the coda in
normal tempo which couldn’t be considered normal anymore because the plan for
the whole scene got messed up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Usually the audience complains about the horrible
accent of foreign performers singing in Russian, but it appeared to be the less
significant of the problems in this situation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sighs of relief and loud applause appeared
after this short, but what seemed quite longer disaster. If I were a good girl,
instead of all these words I would say: “We heard a new interpretation of the
image of Tatyana performed by English singer, marked by deep thoughtful work on
intonation, original tempo and dramaturgical plan”. And I will very much likely
write it soon but in a different place, in a different language.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I remember the first time I went to an Irish
Pub. The key purpose of my visit was to taste authentic Irish beer. And I never
actually accomplished this. That makes me think that there is something wrong
with either me or with Irish Pubs. My entire experience is limited to the two
places I’ve been to; as a result I won’t try to make a judgment about all of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, my first attempt at trying Irish beer had
taken place in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in a “beer restaurant” with the quite
unpretentious name of “Irish Pub” (46 Mironositskaya st.). It has an obvious lack
of space which is worsened by heavy wooden tables and chairs and loud football
fans staring at the TVs. There are only three screens in the entire place and
approximately 8 tables inside not counting the bar area which includes some
stools. The very first thing I intended to order was the Guinness stout which
appeared to be the only Irish brew on the menu, but the waitress with a casual
intonation told me they were out of it and I ended up drinking Belgium Hoegaarden
instead. It was fine, but the Irish appeal that I initially connected with this
place had immediately disappeared. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Neither did I reach my goal in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s Mick O’Neill’s Pub (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ipub.com.ua/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;www.ipub.com.ua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).
But at that time the reason was entirely different. They have a nice complete
beer menu, including Ukrainian sorts of beer which is wrong, because all of
them are much cheaper than the foreign ones. Needless to say, the entire crowd
of us turned out to be drinking Ukrainian Chernigivs’ke (http://www.chernigivske.ua/en/)
which was no fun for me but I didn’t want to seem snobbish by ordering a
different one that was three times more expensive. At least I tasted the Irish
breakfast and liked it which may be the only excuse for not carrying out the main
purpose of visiting the Irish pub. Of course I’m not counting shots of the
distinct Irish whisky “Jameson” brought by someone from home. In general, Mick O’Neill’s
is a nice place (except damn Chernigivs’ke) with a perfect location in the
middle of Deribasovskaya street, an Irish green interior, checkered blankets,
nice guards who are always ready to kick out gypsies, salesmen and beggars
(sometimes all of them in one person) trying to sneak under the canopies and a pleasant
smiling wait staff (they are still smiling even if you want them to take photo
of you).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So here is my conclusion: Irish Pubs and I don’t
mix well. And after two fruitless attempts I decided to change my goal for the
future. I won’t have any grand expectations and only hope not to end up eating
pizza and drinking Cola next time I visit an Irish Pub (by the way someone
intended to order pizza in Odessa). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;It seems odd to me that whenever an individual from North
America wants to get together with friends in a unfamiliar location (in
Ukraine) they will always say &quot;let’s meet at McDonalds&quot;, (If there is
one in that district). This is sort of recognized as well known landmark that
is easily located. You can’t really do this in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;because sometimes
there is more than one Mickey Ds in the vicinity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Recently, on a night train to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;one of my fellow travelers
suggested that we have&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;breakfast&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;at McDonalds. After a rough
night on the train, McDonalds was not my first choice for breakfast. In&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;, I usually like to have the full
Irish breakfast at Mick O’Neill’s Irish Pub. It is more expensive than
McDonalds but I prefer their breakfast over a simple sandwich, hash browns and
juice from McDonalds.&amp;nbsp;The full Irish breakfast includes eggs, sausage,
grilled onion, potato, ham, toast, tomato and cold beans.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;I tend to use this pub as my meeting place
when I’m in Одесса. Countless times; I have suggested that friends assemble
there. Why would I do this? It is a good spot to people watch; there are cheap
local beers and the outdoor patio is open 24 hours. This bar is not in the main
area of vul Derybasivska because it is a good distance east of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;City&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;Garden&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.
However, I also like it because it always seems to have a fine mix of
expatriates vs. natives. If you do not have a preference for the Ukrainian
beers, you can consume the more upscale Irish brews or even the firewater that
is Jameson. I don’t usually recommend the food here except for the breakfast. I
feel that you can get portions that are more affordable, tastier and bigger at
other places just up the street. Amenities include WI-FI, some snooker tables
and a currency exchange booth inside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;I feel so comfortable asking friends to meet
me at this setting that it gives the impression that it is my base camp in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Odessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;. But perhaps some Irish men are saying “I don’t want to
meet at the Irish Pub, let’s meet at McDonalds&quot;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u2:p&gt;&lt;/u2:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The English band, Whitesnake,
has five upcoming shows planned in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.
These are supporting their latest album, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Forevermore
&lt;/i&gt;which was realized in March. The band was founded in the 1970’s after lead
vocalist, David Coverdale left Deep Purple. They originally had a similar sound
but they soon developed their own heavy metal voice. I think they peaked with
their self titled &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Whitesnake&lt;/i&gt; album in
1987. This hit #2 in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
and contained two of their biggest hits which were, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Here I go Again&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Is this Love&lt;/i&gt;.
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They started their Forevermore
World Tour in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;New York City&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; during May
of this year and they are planning 96 shows on four continents. Coverdale is
the only original band member that will be on this tour. The other members were
added in either 2002 or in the last couple of years.&lt;/div&gt;
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They will start November with a
show in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;
and then before heading to Sweden, they will have the following shows in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;
November 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Dnepropetrovsk&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;
November 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;
November 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;
November 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;Heading to a different city or country I usually try to forget about everything that I had read or heard about them as much as possible to free myself from prejudices. I probably perceive cities irrationally. I like places where I can feel as if I am at home, even though conditions (including climate) may be very different, and I dislike those which remain foreign to me no matter how much they are similar to the place where I live and how much time I spent there. I don’t pay a lot of attention to historical places; I don’t have a penchant for battlefields. The key goal for me is to catch the mood of the city and decide whether it’s feels comfortable to me or remains foreign and also whether I would like to live there or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;It’s difficult for me to judge cities smaller than the one I live in. I feel uncomfortable, because they seem empty to me because they lack movement and noise. This is exactly what I was thinking about &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;Like &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Donetsk&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; also has a long direct main street which leads you through the entire city and to all of the main sites. The only way to get lost is if you turn somewhere unaware that you may simply go in a straight line. That’s exactly what happened to me over there and as a result I found myself buying a city map, which appeared to be quite useful, except the “restaurants” noted referred to outdated information. Walking along the Oktyabr’skaya (in Russian) or Zhovtneva st. (in Ukrainian), you can see an extraordinary mix of cultural artifacts. Some of them came from the 19th century, (mainly devoted to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; battle), some from Soviet times while others are contemporary. For example, at the beginning of the street there is a monument to a Soviet officer, whom I’ve never heard about before, then a building with firebirds and interesting architecture, which used to be a bank, but now belongs to regional police. Across the main street from the firebird “palace” if you look towards the central square there is a creepy back street with an overgrown building that is painted only on the side that faces the street. We have a lot of these beautiful spots in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, so I think it’s worthwhile to make a photographic record of them some time in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;The central so-called &lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;Round Square&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; in the Corpusny garden will be your next discovery. It is marked by The Glory monument, (or the Iron Column of the Glory). It is not only a historical symbol, but the object that already has its own history, specifically the gilded eagle on its top, which is frequently the object of theft attempts. This is a way people express remarkable interest in cultural artifacts and also convey a sharp sense of humor: the last time it happened was on &lt;st1:date day=&quot;1&quot; month=&quot;4&quot; year=&quot;2011&quot;&gt;April, 1st, 2011&lt;/st1:date&gt;, International Fool’s Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;The same craze happened to the dumpling monument (read about it further), which is strange because its material isn’t of any great value. On the morning after it’s unveiling, it was missing one dumpling which was found &lt;st1:metricconverter productid=&quot;50 meters&quot;&gt;50  meters&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; from the monument. Apparently, the plan of bringing it home failed because it weights &lt;st1:metricconverter productid=&quot;250 kilograms&quot;&gt;250 kilograms&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;After you have passed the Corpusny Park, you should head to the Local history museum, (you’ve got to turn a bit on the right towards Lenina st. to the park if you walk straight along the Oktyabr’skaya), you will see an interesting building. I have no idea what was inside of it, but outside it has a candy-like architecture and mosaics that reminded me of something imperceptibly eastern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZpPmD__qbMjHL-UK3ZlTAdIkSbEWEJBE-rCT_BSwHJruzBB9AXquGv2q2dEqmunDq0-LjW2UX8NnAFTzyspkFv_oGjtGUou71SsXtBh7I5a6cFjMFQjuvYZ3kzqPjxMS2KW00MgScBJk/s1600/2011_August_8_Poltava+019.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZpPmD__qbMjHL-UK3ZlTAdIkSbEWEJBE-rCT_BSwHJruzBB9AXquGv2q2dEqmunDq0-LjW2UX8NnAFTzyspkFv_oGjtGUou71SsXtBh7I5a6cFjMFQjuvYZ3kzqPjxMS2KW00MgScBJk/s640/2011_August_8_Poltava+019.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;The final point of your destination is Ivanova gora or Ivanova mountain (you don’t have to climb though), actually it’s a hill, where you can see the Uspensky cathedral, The monument to the dumpling, the White Rotunda and the Ivan Kotlyarvesky museum. That last one is too small to be called a museum. It’s a “nationally” stylized house surrounded by a lath fence, sunflowers, bushes and shadoof well with a stork in the garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;A view of Uspensky cathedral from Kotlyarevsky garden&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;The huge plate with stones, devoted to dumpling of galushka, which somehow was considered to be a symbol of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and has gained general acceptance. It attracts attention, but looks really dumb and makes me think: what are these people proud of? Two centuries ago it was the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; battle…Today they couldn’t find anything better than galushka?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here is a slogan. “Dumpling. Swollen with pride.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well, at least I haven’t seen the monument to the PIG (!) of 2003 with an inscription “to centuries-old &lt;a href=&quot;http://lingvo.yandex.ru/breadwinner/%D1%81%20%D0%B0%D0%BD%D0%B3%D0%BB%D0%B8%D0%B9%D1%81%D0%BA%D0%BE%D0%B3%D0%BE/LingvoUniversal/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;breadwinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, (I would say bacon-bringer!), of the Ukrainian nation”. Is it really a sign of culture or it just a caricature of it? This is difficult to say. Wow, I just found out there are SIX monuments of Pigs in the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; region, so it’s definitely part of the culture. I can accept it with humor, but it seems to be too serious of a case to laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;International friendship rotunda or simply White Rotunda it’s a good spot for observing a view of the city, Krestovizdvizhensky monastery and the river Vorskla, and a popular place for wedding photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;White Rotunda. This view reminded me souvenir magnets I saw: stick figures of a bride and groom with the statement “Game over”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;Somewhere I read about rudeness of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; people and suggestions for foreigners not to use public transport (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.poltavatravel.com/articles/meet-locals-poltava.html&quot;&gt;http://www.poltavatravel.com/articles/meet-locals-poltava.html&lt;/a&gt;), but compared to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, I found the locals quite nice and willing to help, even though they don’t know street names very well. Public transport is quite good as well because it’s approximately 50 %&amp;nbsp; cheaper than &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s and allows you to reach the suburbs (like a half an hour trip to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; battlefield) for 1.5 UAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;Once I reached this point I realized I have reached my word limit, because it’s John’s prerogative to write long posts, so I might talk about the battlefield in a future post.&lt;br /&gt;
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Posted by Helen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7624798922720966487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/09/poltava-from-glory-to-dumpling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/7624798922720966487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/7624798922720966487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/09/poltava-from-glory-to-dumpling.html' title='Poltava: From the Glory to the Dumpling'/><author><name>John or Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17867992663528404930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0hpWlG2kBQQFPfzECFwYbuT0J47oWR2mtEIgs1iCjcBPFmZ2tUJPBPKnhbjgT228-qZ8VH52nVHNGbq5Ml30XnR4IfFgDiyw3UQBaWcJ3kxUjVj4wAK6Pkpzncf4Ry7L0AhWRAFf0vO0/s72-c/2011_August_8_Poltava+001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332693744740820178.post-9097121114875974338</id><published>2011-09-11T09:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:31:16.311-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poltava"/><title type='text'>Poltava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Being a student of European History, I have wanted to visit &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; for quite a while.&amp;nbsp; In the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United   States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I have visited many famous battlefields such as &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Gettysburg&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:place&gt;Pearl  Harbor&lt;/st1:place&gt; and Little Big Horn. A lot of Americans may be unfamiliar with the battle that took place in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in 1709. The victory by Peter the Great started &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s rise as a great power and also began the decline of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s supremacy in the Baltic. I was a little naïve when I first learned of this clash and its place in Ukrainian History. I thought that if the battle was lost by the Russians that perhaps Swedish would be spoken in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; today rather than Russian (and Ukrainian). However, this battle put the idea of Ukrainian Independence on hold for nearly another 300 years. Actually, if &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sweden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; won the battle then there may not have been Russian Speakers in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; simply because the universal language would have been Ukrainian in an independent &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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We began our trip by taking the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; train from &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. All the trains on the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; route go right thru &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. We got an early start by catching the train at &lt;st1:time hour=&quot;19&quot; minute=&quot;0&quot;&gt;7:00&lt;/st1:time&gt;. It took about 2 hours to get to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. When we arrived, we noticed the train station was small in comparison to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; or &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kharkov&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. The town isn’t that big, (about 300,000 souls) so we started walking. This was easy for me because I didn’t even have to ask for directions. I just played “Follow the Native Speaker”. This is one of my favorite games! We did find an online reference to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Poltava&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.traveltoukraine.org/pdf/Poltava_Ukraine_guidebook.pdf&quot;&gt;http://www.traveltoukraine.org/pdf/Poltava_Ukraine_guidebook.pdf&lt;/a&gt;) that would have been extremely helpful if our printer was not malfunctioning. &lt;/div&gt;
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I really didn’t have any major “must visit” spots except for the battlefield. However, later I learned about a local delicacy of unfilled dumplings called halushky. You might think that after eating the unfilled dumplings that I would go shopping at the store that provided the Emperor’s new clothes? In that case you might have a point but it is my understanding that the dumplings are special because of the amazing toppings that are put on them not for the non-existent fillings.&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, we found our way to the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Korpusy&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Park&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and saw the Iron Column of Glory. This was built for the 100&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary of the battle. It was a very pleasant summer day so we sort of wandered around for a while. We did find the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Regional&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; but unfortunately it was closed on the day of the week (Wednesday) that we visited. After that, we made our way to the Friendship Rotunda which seemed like another favorite spot for wedding parties to be photographed. One strange object in this location was a sculpture of the abovementioned unfilled dumplings. We also visited the Kotlyarevsky Museum/House. He is a famous Ukrainian writer. Along the way we saw the usual allotment of churches and Monasteries. &lt;/div&gt;
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We were sort of hungry at this point so we set out on a lunch quest. I really don’t want to go over the particulars but we didn’t do very well on our search. Somehow we ended up at eating at Palazzo, (in the Palazzo Hotel). It was my understanding that they had the best Italian food in town. This was actually my choice for &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;dinner&lt;/b&gt; but we were standing right of front of it and hungry at &lt;st1:time hour=&quot;12&quot; minute=&quot;0&quot;&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt; (or so) so it became our destination for our &lt;st1:time hour=&quot;12&quot; minute=&quot;0&quot;&gt;midday&lt;/st1:time&gt; meal. I didn’t think the selection of Italian food was that good. I actually ended up ordering Beef Stroganoff after starting with a Minestrone soup. The soup was different to what I was used to in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. It consisted of bacon, mushrooms, bell pepper, celery, broccoli and haricot (navy) beans. I love Beef Stroganoff and I wasn’t disappointed but I should have read the menu a little more closely because I wasn’t expecting it to come in a mashed potato pastry basket. I also had the benefit of a Stella while eating. The bill was rather large for a place in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. We spent almost $50 with tip. Of course in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United   States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, a restaurant would usually have a cheaper lunch menu but that was not the case here. I should not have been disappointed because I knew what the prices were in advance but this would have been a better dinner choice. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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After lunch we took a bus to the battlefield which was about 7km away. Compared to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Gettysburg&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, as far as battlefields go, this was a let down. I did like the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Battle&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Museum&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. (Only 8 UAH &amp;lt;$1&amp;gt; for entrance) I thought it had a nice mix of genuine artifacts to reproductions. I was amused by a mortar than was being used as a wishing well. At the time I could have filled my pockets with coins by doing a simple transfer. I also liked the fact that so many of the displays were in English. Even though it was midweek I was surprised that we were the only visitors to the building. After all, it was the middle of summer.&lt;/div&gt;
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We walked around the grounds outside of the museum after checking out the statue of Peter the Great that was directly in front of the building. Helen surprised me when she mentioned that the statue seemed small. I’m not sure if she was kidding but it was a life-sized figure of the 6 ft 8 in (200 cm) czar. Maybe she was more impressed with the Bronze Horseman monument in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;St Petersburg&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;? In retrospect, we probably would have seen more if we had some transportation. I realized this after looking at the battlefield website (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.battle-poltava.org/eng/&quot;&gt;http://www.battle-poltava.org/eng/&lt;/a&gt;). It seems there were a lot of Monuments that we overlooked. We did see &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Spasskaya&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the Memorial Rotunda. We were glad there was a café here that had a primitive (by &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; standards) restroom/WC. I didn’t notice it at the time but the café was called &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Redoubt&lt;/i&gt; in reference to the defensive fortifications built by the Russians.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/feeds/9097121114875974338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/09/poltava.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/9097121114875974338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/9097121114875974338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/09/poltava.html' title='Poltava'/><author><name>John or Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17867992663528404930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFiGZl9vpdZBMe_X7lvm8icrWoVSrUWrDPfpMCUijzrVYXmH5GZ_3o7BgloKzU5QCdsCLggE8oSJkIR1mzMdbTeWPLH_8SyuAlVyHg4YvrFyFTZoyKTWrBaqv7inlZUEavI3iLIDosuk/s72-c/image_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Poltava, Poltavs&#39;ka oblast, Ukraine</georss:featurename><georss:point>49.588266999999988 34.551417000000015</georss:point><georss:box>49.531353999999986 34.440272000000014 49.645179999999989 34.662562000000015</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332693744740820178.post-1432122096044322806</id><published>2011-09-07T09:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T00:07:02.332-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Donetsk"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Live Music"/><title type='text'>Live In Concert-Scorpions-Donetsk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;Since we love live music; we decided we would provide information about some of the Western Bands (and maybe some Ukrainian?) that have performances planned in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. This may be interesting to Expats who might not be aware of these events or to Ukrainians that like Western Pop/Rock music. This is the first in a series…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;The German heavy metal band &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Scorpions&lt;/b&gt; have been around since the 1960’s. Their top hits include &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Wind of Change&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Rock You Like a Hurricane&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;No One Like You&lt;/i&gt;. Last year they announced that they will retire after touring to support their latest release, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Sting-Tail-Scorpions/dp/B0036XN2L2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sting in the Tail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0036XN2L2&quot; style=&quot;border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;Following the show-business “send off” concept, in 2010 they gave concerts in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in the frames of the so-called “farewell tour” which was supposed to last for 2 years. Pretty long for a farewell, but nobody minds “Scorpions” to be on the stage for a longer period of time. This fall they are coming to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; again on September 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, making a strange city choice: &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Donetsk&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, but it’s understandable considering the fact they’ve said farewell to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and remembering the overhauled &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Donetsk&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; football stadium, where they were invited. Tickets are available online, but you have to book, and buy them before September 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;i&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;You are able to purchase &amp;nbsp;a coupon, which works like a 50% discount (but really it is a 50% pre-payment) and can be exchanged for a ticket through (in the concert ticket office in Donetsk only) &lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.superdeal.com.ua/&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;www.superdeal.com.ua/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, where you are supposed to choose the city «&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot;&gt;Донецк&lt;/span&gt;» on the top to find the “Scorpions” concert among upcoming events. A count down to the concert is shown here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.kult-revolution.com.ua/&quot;&gt;http://www.kult-revolution.com.ua/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;It is our understanding that they will also headline the Wacken Open Air Festival (http://www.wacken.com/) in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; next August and this goodbye tour might not actually end until 2013! Maybe we will try to catch them but tickets for Beethoven’s Farewell tour might be in the cards instead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Visiting the Odessa Opera House was a total surprise for me. First of all, I was astonished because it was John’s idea and he had never before expressed the slightest interest in opera or ballet. Actually I remember hearing him say something in the past about disliking opera but the lack of evidence doesn’t allow me to prove this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;Secondly, I have never seen the Kharkov Opera theatre as crowded as I saw Odessa’s Opera House, especially during the summer months which are considered to be the “dead season” to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;times new roman&#39;, &#39;new york&#39;, times, serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;all those who perform at, help run or attend the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;theatre. Surprisingly, there was no scene with celebrities from abroad, no scandalous director, and no innovations. It was a strict classic hackneyed performance&amp;nbsp;of Tchaikovsky’s ballet. I would never have expected tickets to be completely sold out. It was absolutely fascinating to see all those people trying to get access to the ticket box after it was closed or looking for some different ways to get into the theatre.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The performance itself could have been better considering the agitation that was displayed outside. This could be mainly regarded to the orchestra, which wasn’t massive enough to drown the sound of dancing. It was passable during single dances and even pas de trois, but not during the corps de ballet collective dances. Some giggling went through the audience when we were hearing the heavy sound of “little swans” feet. In my opinion they decided to cut down on expenses and sent &amp;nbsp;most of the musicians on vacation. This was very smart, because people go to ballet not to listen but mainly to see, so who cares about music and aesthetics of performance?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, the Opera House has its special “artistic” atmosphere, with its luxurious décor and interior, which at once reminded me of all the world’s best-looking theaters such as La Scala, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Prague&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Dresden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Vienna Opera and the Metropolitan Opera. But of course I have only seen them in movies and pictures. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It’s a pity for me, but I would never think about a style mixture like this looking at Kharkov Opera and Ballet Theatre, which gained a folk title of “Fantômas castle”, because of its horrendous and somehow hilarious, heavy, soviet-type architecture.&amp;nbsp;To add fuel to the fire, the project of this building, made by Soviet architerctor Mirgorodskiy was planned for both Kiev and Kharkov but was rejected by the first one.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;&gt;The most recent time I returned from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; it seemed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;me that I take&amp;nbsp;pleasure in&amp;nbsp;torturing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;myself. I had arrived in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; but I did not even allow myself the luxury of spending a night in a hotel. I crashed briefly at a hostel so I could shower and pull myself together before hoping on the night train to Kharkiv. The next day I dropped off my luggage in my apartment and then I got on another overnight train to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Somehow during this time I did meet someone at the hostel that said he (Let us call this person Mr. C.) was planning on going to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. I explained how I was also going there but that my journey would be in a roundabout way. I suggested he look me up when he arrived. This fellowship ended up being very useful to me during the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; trip. I really like crashing at &lt;b&gt;(the lowly&lt;/b&gt;) hostels when I travel alone because it is so easy to make friends. If I do this in a city that I’m familiar with, afterward I’m sure to share my experience. I have taken my new friends out to some of my favorite restaurants/clubs numerous times. Once, my brothers and I reserved a 4 bed compartment for the three of us to travel to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. One of my friends told me that he needed to go to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kiev&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; but the train was sold out. After speaking to my brothers we agreed to sell the extra ticket to my friend. He was lucky that he had taken the time to make friends in low places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Let me return to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;…. While I had been there many times, I had only seen the Opera House (http://www.opera-ballet.tm.odessa.ua ) from the outside. The facade is an Italian Baroque style. I think of its location as being at one end of the “tourist strip” of &lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;Deribasovskaya Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;. (The opposite end would be near the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;City&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Garden&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.)The “pedestrian only” part is a little father west. This area is open to cars and seems to attract bridal limos whose occupants are looking for a photo opportunity. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;I did meet up with Mr. C in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. A few of us met for drinks at a small place in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Arcadia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; (more on the &lt;st1:place&gt;Acadia&lt;/st1:place&gt; later). I expressed an interest in going to the Opera House to see a performance. It was our understanding that the season’s final show was coming up. One of Mr. C’s friends that had accompanied him told us that he had a lot of contacts at the Opera House and he could help us get tickets. Later in the week we met him there. There was a bit of a crowd that queued up on that rainy night to see a performance of &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Swan&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. We found out that the tickets were sold out. However, our new friend told us that his associate would let us in the door if we paid a small bribe. After doing so we were then informed that another comrade would allow us to enter a box for another little bribe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were escorted into a small extremely dim room and were given seats. I couldn’t see anything because it was pitch dark. I actually felt like standing so I just leaned against the wall. After awhile my night vision noticed that there were about 10 other people in the room. In a little while the usher let another couple in. They were given the last two chairs. However, since I wasn’t sitting in my seat it was given to a young woman. That was the last seat in the booth. Somehow even though I decided to stand, now I seemed to desire that seat since I could no longer have it. When the house lights were turned up a little we could see much more of the Opera and Ballet Theater. The inside was quite ornate. It had a Louis XVI design with gilded figures. I recently watched the movie &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Dangerous-Liaisons-Glenn-Close/dp/6304696515?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Dangerous Liaisons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=6304696515&quot; style=&quot;border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; /&gt; and I felt that the Odessa Opera House could have easily been used for the theater scenes for that film which was set in 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century France. The ballet was quite good (of course I’m not a ballet aficionado so take my recommendation with a grain of salt) and I remembered that the last ballet I saw was in fact &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Nutcracker-Baryshnikov-Kirkland-Charmoli/dp/B0002S6428?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The Nutcracker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0002S6428&quot; style=&quot;border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; /&gt; (during a Holiday Season). That was another one that was scored by Tchaikovsky.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Odessa Opera House was rebuilt in 1887 after the original was destroyed by fire in 1873. It is similar in design to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Dresden&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s Semperoper. While that theater was completely destroyed during WWII; the Odessa Opera house had only one corner damaged. It seats 1,636 and has 24 exits to prevent the loss of life in case of a fire. Strangely enough, the night I was there it appeared to me that everyone entered and exited thru the main entrance; even those sans tickets. I would like to return to see another performance. Maybe next time I will be proactive enough to buy tickets in advance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The fact that I will start a discussion about something that I have never seen before is all John’s fault. I‘m talking about the Eiffel Tower which he compared to the Potyomkin Stairs, which would definitely lose out in terms of height, size and the ability to observe a good view. According to these mentioned parameters, the new title of Eiffel Tower should rather be given to the glass &amp;amp; steel hotel “Odessa” in the center of the sea port: sky-blue, sky-high (both in height and prices). &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8roDpUDvHCvi6Bz_fQB7vQUp6vOvcj7JzhnPbuLi8jmXxhlq78iT1KwPkVLgyU6zO0mEcMGy6EEGkP_5CxK1H2yuD3ldNyFY-5cXJUloTDJexpuw1HNmr86rlHFAXDOhyphenhyphenqFqzFLrAehE/s1600/odessa+July+4-9+2011+045.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8roDpUDvHCvi6Bz_fQB7vQUp6vOvcj7JzhnPbuLi8jmXxhlq78iT1KwPkVLgyU6zO0mEcMGy6EEGkP_5CxK1H2yuD3ldNyFY-5cXJUloTDJexpuw1HNmr86rlHFAXDOhyphenhyphenqFqzFLrAehE/s320/odessa+July+4-9+2011+045.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sea port, “Odessa” hotel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I bet somebody would find it exiting that in front of the building there is a cannon pointed at the entrance like a symbol of perishable life. This is typical for Odessa with its specific sense of humor that is known all over Ukraine. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYPDrYPrcACcx98jZSNu7CaOz3td_IoMJAF0urVD5UOVaCWjxjMtNpuECXUCqGgCFLYU98BIh-tAjVsIRe6wEfm8Du5bYNBcHMh5K_6mZ5A4NoCuxbtc7zAebd3POsbryBhA9T3AGZmII/s1600/odessa+July+4-9+2011+048.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYPDrYPrcACcx98jZSNu7CaOz3td_IoMJAF0urVD5UOVaCWjxjMtNpuECXUCqGgCFLYU98BIh-tAjVsIRe6wEfm8Du5bYNBcHMh5K_6mZ5A4NoCuxbtc7zAebd3POsbryBhA9T3AGZmII/s400/odessa+July+4-9+2011+048.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;S&lt;i&gt;eaport, a cannon right in front of the “Odessa” hotel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Hotel’s location is very poor though if you’re a tourist without your own yacht or jet because all the beaches are very far away.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4yHPotMMPb6VdI0qfQwUGD51sN9UlFqOLCbbsDCy27ze8kf3lbuY6yhKwYgN8dRW3wucY_Bu0fVkYV3TVvCq5n4MnbW5yxls4TIMIoMt1c7aPqvGN_YVmj7evWNJ_TE5xIztbBtq1NsY/s1600/odessa+July+4-9+2011+037.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4yHPotMMPb6VdI0qfQwUGD51sN9UlFqOLCbbsDCy27ze8kf3lbuY6yhKwYgN8dRW3wucY_Bu0fVkYV3TVvCq5n4MnbW5yxls4TIMIoMt1c7aPqvGN_YVmj7evWNJ_TE5xIztbBtq1NsY/s400/odessa+July+4-9+2011+037.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Various yachts could be an attraction for unpretentious port visitors like me, who associate them with a “sweet life”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Even though you’re more interested in downtown activities, every time you want to go to there you’ve got to climb up the much talked-about stairs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2VgKILDitcye-tIR7SlPFFq2HuNksB9Pfp95hFC4Z6maMC97kdPGVT6taRj1f_pahyphenhyphenorAVpK-2eQKdMIMJIdjx9z6L4acj5CGoOirM1VGXLJpLcaZKrXozM6KZmHDroUSL7nTSAUA-c/s1600/odessa+July+4-9+2011+022+pp.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2VgKILDitcye-tIR7SlPFFq2HuNksB9Pfp95hFC4Z6maMC97kdPGVT6taRj1f_pahyphenhyphenorAVpK-2eQKdMIMJIdjx9z6L4acj5CGoOirM1VGXLJpLcaZKrXozM6KZmHDroUSL7nTSAUA-c/s400/odessa+July+4-9+2011+022+pp.jpg&quot; width=&quot;285&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;View of the hotel and port from Potyomkin stairs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I don’t like the transliteration John suggested, even though Microsoft Word thinks that I’m wrong. It should be pronounced “Potyomkin”, not “PotEmkin”, but you can find it both ways in the information sources.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;What are the stairs of my dreams that are perfect as a tourist-attraction? At first, I would consider it fascinating if they offered a nice panoramic view during observing which causes you to try to catch your breath and have butterflies in your stomach. And secondly, they might give you adrenalin of stones rolling from feet into the precipice, because the stairs are high, old and have been there since, for example, times of the Roman Empire. Furthermore, there is some heroic feeling of getting through obstacles in the face of 1000 steps or so. This all is definitely not about the Potyomkin stairs. They do not seem marvelous at any point of view except  for some historical associations, so I don’t know what all the people are making a fuss about.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Primorsky Boulevard, situated perpendicularly to Potyomkin steps, a place for lazy ice-cream eaters and souvenir sellers during the hottest hours of the day, is more amusing than stairs and represented by mixture of culture artifacts partly mentioned by John. There are monuments of different times and significance, one more cannon, P.D.A. on benches, a pillar which shows the distance to any city you would like to know or rather never wanted to know (this is the best spot for ridiculous photos), remains of an ancient settlement covered with glass cupola what makes it look like a cage of hidden or escaped dangerous animals etc. I especially liked the “Lonely girl” portal (walk on the right if you you’re standing back to stairs), white pillars of which nowadays are disfigured by profound writings.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; According to the legend, the wife of a seaman was waiting looking for him from this hill. And every year they would add one more pillar to the “portal.” Modern inscriptions may explain who the guy she was expecting to come back was:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbO9dgEr_tV_d7ObgINaN3YCRndBZ1lTqnSTAWcP86xS8zKoNBnB7GinP3NQKT4OaFc034wnKbss-7gszVZeAbNYYhuah3uea1bg47S3Zq7WByRbr66bfyUKdhSQGwcdSZ8_rbT6V6ibA/s1600/odessa+July+4-9+2011+275.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbO9dgEr_tV_d7ObgINaN3YCRndBZ1lTqnSTAWcP86xS8zKoNBnB7GinP3NQKT4OaFc034wnKbss-7gszVZeAbNYYhuah3uea1bg47S3Zq7WByRbr66bfyUKdhSQGwcdSZ8_rbT6V6ibA/s400/odessa+July+4-9+2011+275.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Primorsky park. Lonely portal. Poor example, but the funniest things, of course, were written in Russian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The situation of anticipating, the quintessence of all sea port cities’ mood, is also expressed in the statue of a girl with a “baggage” in the port which looks strange with the view of urban scenery behind:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Seaport: Sailor’s Wife monument&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; As opposed to compromising the romance of the “Lonely girl” portal by political, musical and not very polite discussions written on its pillars, the Mother-in-law bridge, which is next to it, at the right end of boulevard if you stand back to the sea, has somehow turned into a romantic place with a large amount of locks hung there in the symbol of eternal love. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1syPzx-zqk6oTgbBbp92K3MUjDE_2V0BeC1lvzbtghRcsStxN7g013_c_C1Oa6QYbxBrwayEOkxSS0S6gLygUudF5xEudjEaBQrhY1dV4qv0qTu3uVlLayCvDT9VKLbp6FaYa59EuOSM/s1600/odessa+July+4-9+2011+284.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1syPzx-zqk6oTgbBbp92K3MUjDE_2V0BeC1lvzbtghRcsStxN7g013_c_C1Oa6QYbxBrwayEOkxSS0S6gLygUudF5xEudjEaBQrhY1dV4qv0qTu3uVlLayCvDT9VKLbp6FaYa59EuOSM/s400/odessa+July+4-9+2011+284.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mother in-law-bridge under the burden of “love” locks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7971591294912703398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/08/odessa-with-p-port-portal-and-2-smoking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/7971591294912703398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/7971591294912703398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/08/odessa-with-p-port-portal-and-2-smoking.html' title='Odessa with a P: Port, Portal and 2 smoking cannons.'/><author><name>John or Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17867992663528404930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8roDpUDvHCvi6Bz_fQB7vQUp6vOvcj7JzhnPbuLi8jmXxhlq78iT1KwPkVLgyU6zO0mEcMGy6EEGkP_5CxK1H2yuD3ldNyFY-5cXJUloTDJexpuw1HNmr86rlHFAXDOhyphenhyphenqFqzFLrAehE/s72-c/odessa+July+4-9+2011+045.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332693744740820178.post-7443146659616042542</id><published>2011-08-21T09:00:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T09:00:04.416-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Odessa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Potemkin Steps"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="site seeing in Odessa"/><title type='text'>Odessa, Z to A,  --- That is “Potemkin” with a “T”.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;The Potemkin Steps are to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; what the Eiffel tower is to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Paris&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&amp;nbsp;They became famous because of the horrific scene shot there that was part of the 1925 silent movie, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Battleship-Potemkin-Ultimate-Sergei-Eisenstein/dp/B000V7HFL4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The Battleship Potemkin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000V7HFL4&quot; style=&quot;border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Of course, the bloodshed on the steps was actually some motion picture make-believe. The killings happened in different locations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: .5in;&quot;&gt;Actually, maybe I should start off with the correct name of this attraction. Last year my brother made a slideshow of our trip through &lt;st1:place&gt;Eastern Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt;. He titled one of the slides “The Potemkin Stairs”. I corrected him and said it was actually the “Potemkin Steps”. &amp;nbsp;He followed with a link that supported his version of the name. At this point, I was confused but actually things got worse. I did a little research and found out that essentially we were both sort of right. Or wrong if you are a half empty sort of person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Today they are officially known as the Primorsky Stairs but they were originally called the Boulevard Steps. The name was changed first in Soviet times and then changed again when &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; received her independence. Today most people in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Odessa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; use the former Soviet name, the Petemkin Stairs but my Ukrainian guide book calls them the Potemkin Steps. I will not even bring up the Russian or Ukrainian spellings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway the “Odessa Steps” originally had 200 steps but over time they were reduced by eight. Supposedly, if you count the steps and they do not add up to 192 then these are the number of sins that you have recently committed. I will not tell you how many steps that Helen counted but I think it would be a good time for her to go to confession. The steps/stairs have a couple of cool optical allusions. One of them is that looking down it is possible to only see the 10 landings and looking up from the bottom you might only see the steps. There is a cable railway to one side of the steps. This was originally built in 1906. It was replaced by an escalator in 1970 and then a funicular returned in 2004. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the top of the steps, you have a wonderful view of the port and the &lt;i&gt;Odessa Hotel&lt;/i&gt;. At one time this was the principal port for the largest country in the world. It was possible to board a ship to any destination across the globe. Also here is a bronze statue of Duc de Richelieo. He was the person, who designed the city under Catherine the Great and served as the first governor, (1803-1814). He was a royalist that escaped from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;France&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; during the French Revolution but who returned home in 1814. The statue was erected in 1828. If you think of a “T” with the stem going down the stairs then there are interesting items at both ends of the top line. On the left side you would walk along the &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;bul (&lt;/i&gt;boulevard&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; ) Prymorsky&lt;/i&gt; until you reach the City Hall which was built around 1830. (I believe in my guided walking tours I actually called this the Mayor’s house. Please don’t tell my brothers about my error!) There is also a monument to Alexander Pushkin here as well as a cannon that was captured from the French ship, “Tiger” during the Crimean War. (At this point you are just down a hill from a large fountain which is next to the Opera House but we will talk about that in the next post of this series.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Going in the other direction would bring you to the unrestored &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Vorontsov&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Palace&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; which was built in 1826. There is also a foot bridge here known as the Mother in Law’s bridge. This was built in the 1950s by a communist official. It is said that it was built so it would be easier for his mother in law to visit by some people but the opposing view is that it was constructed so it was less likely she would have to spend the night. Naturally, this bridge is covered by love-locks that have swept &lt;st1:place&gt;Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt; since the early part of this century. This custom is thought to have started in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Couples attach locks and throw away the key to symbolize their never ending love. I have never seen this in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To finish off my “T” let me talk about the statue of Catherine the Great. This is directly up the street (toward the city center) from the steps. There was a statue to honor the sailors of the battleship Potemkin here but it was replaced with the one of the Empress in 2007. Catherine brought this region of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ukraine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; into the Russian Empire so the Russians seem to like the current statue. However, the Ukrainians, the Tatars and Cossacks who were oppressed during her reign seem to favor the former one. It is said to be in storage so it may find a new home somewhere else in the city sometime in the future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/feeds/7443146659616042542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/08/odessa-z-to-that-is-potemkin-with-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/7443146659616042542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/7443146659616042542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/08/odessa-z-to-that-is-potemkin-with-t.html' title='Odessa, Z to A,  --- That is “Potemkin” with a “T”.'/><author><name>John or Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17867992663528404930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/DLEE2UL_N7Q/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Odesa, Odes&#39;ka oblast, Ukraine</georss:featurename><georss:point>46.484583 30.732600000000048</georss:point><georss:box>46.3526955 30.633099000000048 46.6164705 30.832101000000048</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332693744740820178.post-1955202018042750365</id><published>2011-08-14T19:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:15:19.920-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="social survival"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stereotypes about Americans"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Those people"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts about Ukrainians"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ukrainian mentality"/><title type='text'>Women seem wicked when you&#39;re unwanted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;I have many friends in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Ukraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; and overall I have found most people ready to lend a helping hand. However, nearly everyone I interact with (this is mainly students, other English teachers and travelers) speaks English. On the other hand, I have walked into an internet café and the person refused to assist me because I didn’t speak Russian. Another time, the clerk at the train station sent me to the “foreign ticket window” when she could have just as easily sold me the ticket. I have also had people ask me for money and then act very rudely (they do seem to know how to say, “Yankee go home”) when I said “No”. This included one person who stopped me while I was walking down the street in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Odessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;. He must have recognized me as a Westerner because I was carrying a day pack. He offered his services as a translator but I said that I didn’t need one because it was toward the end of my trip. He then asked for $40 and when I refused, he asked why I wouldn’t just give it to him! Once I even saw an American that was taking pictures outside of his hotel being told that he must pay for the privilege by some unknown person who probably did not even work for the hotel. It seems to me that people in clothing stores, restaurants and the people who have their own business at a market are the most helpful. When I’m eating out, I always like to tip extra when a member of the wait staff speaks English. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;I’m not really acquainted with “the evil spreading from the West” but I know my brothers thought that one way to judge who won the Cold War was the fact that there is a McDonalds directly across from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Red Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Moscow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;. I can understand someone’s confusion about why Westerners move to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Ukraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;. I got this question all the time in my classroom. I got so tired of answering it that I wrote a rationalization note on my Vkontakte page. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Kharkov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; is very excited about being one of the hosts for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;2012 UEFA European Football Championship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Euro 2012) during June and July of next year. I think a lot of the current infrastructure maintenance in the city is to put on a better face for this event. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;It is a mystery why so many Asians come to the Universities in Kharkiv. I guess the education is a better value here or the teaching is just that much better? I am aware of this first hand because I have taught many foreigners in my classroom as well. I’m sure the universities/schools have enjoyed the extra inflow of money from these students. My university in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; had many international students but it was nowhere near 50%. I always thought of this as a good thing. If someone traveled that far for an education then maybe I made a wise choice myself.&amp;nbsp; In some of our states there are many illegal immigrants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11.5pt; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;This may cause schools to be filled with non-English speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11.5pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11.5pt;&quot;&gt;children. &amp;nbsp;Towns that are not growing may welcome the additional students but sometimes it can also be a burden; if new bi-lingual teachers are required or if there is overcrowding. It may be a surprise to Ukrainians but even if these children are the offspring of illegal immigrants they are guaranteed an education by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11.5pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11.5pt;&quot;&gt;U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11.5pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11.5pt;&quot;&gt;government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;Some things are hard for me to comment on. It is understandable how the oldest citizens in our city might not like hearing the German language because of the Nazi occupation during WW II and the four battles that took place for control of the city but it is unlikely that I would ever be conscious of this because these opinions will not be directed toward me especially in a language that I understand. Alternatively, I do know that the Russian saying “we will show you where a crayfish spent winter” means “to give a person a piece of one&#39;s mind” or to punish.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;It is interesting to hear the Ukrainian view about the placement of Russian gangsters in American Movies. I can recall them in the movie &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Eastern-Promises-Widescreen-Naomi-Watts/dp/B000YENUI6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Eastern Promises&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000YENUI6&quot; style=&quot;border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; /&gt; and also &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Boondock-Saints-Unrated-Special-Willem/dp/B000IY04Q8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The Boondock Saints&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;1&quot; src=&quot;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=ukrainec-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000IY04Q8&quot; style=&quot;border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;&quot; width=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;. I don’t really want to talk about taxis right now. I’ll keep the option open to write a whole post about them in the future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;Posted by John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/feeds/1955202018042750365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/08/put-title-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/1955202018042750365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8332693744740820178/posts/default/1955202018042750365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ukraineconfusion.blogspot.com/2011/08/put-title-here.html' title='Women seem wicked when you&#39;re unwanted.'/><author><name>John or Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17867992663528404930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8332693744740820178.post-5684450877527393131</id><published>2011-08-14T09:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T07:56:36.507-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Helen"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="social survival"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stereotypes about Americans"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Those people"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts about Ukrainians"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ukrainian mentality"/><title type='text'>People are Strange: Part II. Those foreigners!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Ukrainians have an equal attitude to all non-Russian/Ukrainian speaking visitors. It doesn’t matter where you are from or how wide the smile is on your face because most people just HATE you. Initially, I think in some minds there is a Soviet mentality of evil spreading from the West. Others will detest you because they don’t know how to communicate beyond their own language. A less rational reason for hatred is that they do not quite understand what in hell brought you to the UA from your well-ordered perfect US/Canada/Germany/Sweden etc. Did you get so bored with everything being perfect at home that you decided to try your luck in a place which some people think of as the Third World? If this is true then we will show you “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;where a crayfish spent winter”! Also if people do not understand what you are doing here, you will instinctively be considered dangerous. Furthermore everything we are afraid of, we hate, since it reveals our own weakness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;In other words, most Ukrainians aren’t open-minded, so you should expect bumping into a lot of “walls” before you find a common language. However, there are some types of people, mainly translators/interpreters, travelers, students, who would talk to you with pleasure and with whom communication will be easier. The younger generation is curious and doesn’t mind foreigners mingling in their narrow world. It is the exact opposite with people over 30 who also don’t belong to aforementioned categories. If you try, you will meet a strong resistance, people walking away quickly, or pretending that you don’t even exist. This could be proven by one volunteer action I took part in this summer, the main idea of which was to find out whether or not the citizens of Kharkiv are ready to meet foreigners during Euro 2012. As part of our training, we did some role-playing. We pretended like we couldn’t speak Russian and that we needed some help to get around the city. We tried to receive some information from the unsuspecting people of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Kharkov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The reactions were not all the same, but the general statistics were rather upsetting. Even a policeman, quite young, promised to find somebody who could help us in English (he didn’t speak it by himself) and then he disappeared. Poor foreigners! They could have waited for help until Euro 2120!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Kharkov, being a city of students, might be the municipality with the most foreigners in Ukraine. This makes our town more liberal. But I have to admit that I don’t like that the Chinese represent almost half (and the amount is increasing) of the students in my University. Although, I have gotten used to Koreans who have been running their businesses in the Kharkov market for years. The older people would rather not hear German for well-known reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Giving foreigners a cold reception in Ukraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; may have its consequences. As a result, in Hollywood the worst drug dealers and Mafiosi in movies seem to be Ukrainians or Russians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;RU&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;The picture I painted here might seem creepy, but I’ve tried to think about the dreadful occurrences which usually happen to foreigners (not because of their own mistakes), and the only one I know for sure is overcharging in taxis. Once the driver realizes you don’t speak Russian he will ask for twice the usual price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;So, find a Ukrainian friend who will order you a cab and have some fun!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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