Andriy, my buddy, picks me at the airport and my first feeling is that he's totally different from the pictures i saw of him.
I'm euphoric and little corners of Lviv reminds me of Budapest: some hints strock in the railway station walls whispers to me about Hungary.
Cyrillic alphabet is the first big obstacle and i am so fascinated by it that i spend my first 10 minutes in Ukraine in silence, contemplating the big new writtens i see and other those tiny differences from Italy: cheap buses, cheap trains , distroyed sidewalks, deterioration.
In one of those sidewalks my baggage brakes its wheels: it's super heavy and we do a lot of efforts to drag it just for few metres. We laugh and i feel that there is something more than different sidewalks here: i am under a new sky and i am breathing new air. I am feeling that i will be here for ever and i couldn't be more happy. I'm looking forward to meet Ira Batiuk, the girl of the Skype interview, and Andriy told me something about a turkish girl. “Would you mind to live with a girl from Turkey?” Of course i want! I will ask her endless questions about Kurdish people, YPG army and war in her country.
Andriy and i spend a lovely afternoon near Lviv train station, where i will take my first ukranian train.
I show him a lot of postcards i have from Venice and Bologna and we do a lot of efforts to comunicate and create a connection. Google translate,please help us!
Next stop? Ternopil! let's catch the train!
