abrupt about-face heat, we were well above zero and the roads are turned into mush of snow, water, ice. Then it snowed again and now we are under. The sidewalks are icy, all must be shipped, I seem to walk on eggs inteccherito and very slow.
Ierisera, cultural evening at the famous Lviv Opera. A kind of operetta with a lot of recitative and a beautiful ballet. Theme Cossack. I understood very little, but the show was very enjoyable and, above all, short. Then dinner ristorante polacco con numerosi ebrei russi al tavolo vicino (uno con faccia e modi assai preoccupanti), con uno strano giro di ragazzette, non si è capito bene se prezzolate o ignobilmente circuite. Abbondante vodka anche per noi, ma con il freddo che fa non l'ho nemmeno sentita.
Abbiamo sbagliato a scegliere l'hotel e siam finiti nell'ultimo vestigio dell'Unione Sovietica. Tetro il palazzo ed i corridoi, hall sterminata, oscura e con vasca di pesci rossi assenti, ascensore dal rumore di ferraglia pesante, mobili essenzialissimi, acqua semigelida, per temprare l'Homo sovieticus. Personale lugubre e sovranamente disinteressato ai nostri bisogni. Controllo poliziesco dei documenti.
Facciamo molti chilometri. Le autostrade are good, but very slow, because crossing at grade (as he says in his Italian ANAS Institute of Light) towns and villages, and then click the limit of 60, which must be respected to avoid fines of 250 € or corruption of public official 150. The scenery is very monotonous, just undulating plain, divided into fields of a hundred acres each (1 km x 1 km, to be verbose) separated by thick rows of alberta. All white, all desert, all chilly. Beautiful and very frequent in the trees bare, round baskets of what I believe to be a species of mistletoe. All fields
million a clear taste of overblown City Soviet.
this post, he too overblown, but I do not comes nothing better, which speaks volumes. Soon the photos ....
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