Fancy a special trip? Come with us on the (lightly) radiant tour to the Chernobyl nuclear power plant.
I wake up alone in the hostel room. The sun shines on the pink-flowered ceiling, pigeons coo, the balmy spring air runs through the window and it stinks of cat shit. With the first breeze I suck in a whole city and I know that she has always been part of me. I love this city.
When I learned three things in Ukraine:
1. Men with pistols can also be really nice
2. Ukrainian vodka is really much better than the Russian
3. Even with Hangover you can still cycle - if not really far