Archive for the Tag Kids
Not always easy: writing a travel blog
Running our blog brings us a lot of fun and great energy from our readers. But everybody is complaining why the posts appear so seldom. Let me tell the story why. read more »
Artek: my socialist childhood dream
Artek since my school time and Russian lessons was for me a place very close to heaven. The place you will be only able to reach if you lived a good life: behaving well to teachers, having good marks, being a good socialist boy, always helping mama, standing up for older people in the tram, being a friend with the Russians soldiers. And because there was no heaven in a socialist world, Artek was the highest point you could ever reach as a boy like me. read more »
On the top of Ukraine
National Park welcomed us with barrier and questions from the park worker “but why you want to go there?”. Was not so easy to explain that we just want to walk a bit and see highest mountains of Ukraine. read more »
Weightlifting angles of Lviv
Two days walking through Lviv were kind of enough: On the old market square everywhere marriage couples with jumping around photographers and camera men. The old town is the only place where road is good enough that girls could run around with their wedding ultra high heels. read more »
Hanna in the Kosmonaut Hostel
“The Kosmonaut Hostel is easily the most central, helpful, relaxed and convivial place in town. It’s all about atmosphere” – we read in the guide. Because it’s all about the atmosphere – we decided to go there. Reading more about washing machine and wi-fi – we were more and more sure that it’s place for us. Not so easy to find it in the backyard of Sichovykh Striltsiv street (Tom finally got into by the balcony) but – as Australian owner explained us – “if somebody cannot find this hostel, maybe he shouldn’t be guest of Kosmonaut?”. read more »
Into the east: Welcome to the Ukraine
Because we decided not to make too long car driving every day – we still had one stop for night in Poland, in the middle of the way Cracow-Lviv. Visiting Zuza’s parents in Trzebownisko, near Rzeszow was like coming back home, under care of somebody calm and familiar. Drinking, like at home from Nescafe cups (every good Polish family has some of them;), having some kids-talks, watching 12th episode of Lost before going to bed.
We’ve got eggs and pickles for the way (together with jam and bread from Radom makes already good breakfast), repacked car once again (practice makes perfect) and headed to the border. read more »
