Cold weather warm hearts
Ukraine. I just arrived but I got already a beautiful feeling for your people. Yesterday was being another freezing day. I arrived in a small village called Manevychi to buy some bread before start chasing a place to sleep. In the mini market I asked to a group of students where I could camp in a safe and hidden area near there. Bohdana, a 17yo girl who speaks English as a native was leading – followed by the others – to show me some camping opportunities. During the way Dasha made a call then asked me: “don’t you want to sleep in my grandparents house?”
I smiled and I didn’t think twice and agreed.
Seriously! What the chance that you meet a stranger and a few minutes later you invite him to your grandmother’s house?
I was treated as a grandson! Eyes communication – bright eyes communication, gestures, smiles and sometimes google translator.
They feed my soul. There is no winter that can fight against a warm grandmother’s heart. The grandfather made me feel drunk after 5 shots of vodka and at 7pm I was sleeping like a baby. Next morning they prepared a breakfast and they made some sandwiches for the road, just like my grandmother would do. A tide hug later I was cycling again and feeling super!
I couldn’t be better welcomed, Ukraine! Thanks Guys! It was unforgettable!