Wednesday, May 29, 2013

$400 of advice

This is the story of how we were conned out of over $400 by S. V. Kalinin (Калiнiн С.В.), a so-called "rental agency" here in Kharkov.

The players in this drama:
  • D and Katherine, a young and trusting expat couple
  • "Olga", the insidious rental agent working for S. V. Kalinin
  • "Mikhael"/"Dima", the accomplice who played both roles

The Short Story:

A local agency by the name of S. V. Kalinin claimed to offer apartments. We gave "Olga" and "Dima" 3500 uah ($430 USD) for first month's rent on an apartment. Although we showed up for 2 meetings with "Mikhael" (and wasted several hours waiting for him), by the end of the day there was no money, no apartment, only a text saying something along the lines of "Here are some phone numbers of landlords. This is what you paid the money for, suckers! Mwahahaha!"

Or, for my Russian readers: Мы ходили в агенство Калiнiн С.В. и там заплатили 3500 гр для первый месець арендная плата. Потом не было ни квартира, ни денег. Просто обман, шарлатанство.

The Long Story:

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Hungry 2

Well, we may have managed to visit most of Kharkov's landmarks, but there still is far to go when it comes to restaurants! Here's an update:

Capri Pizza

With the glorious arrival of sunshine and long days, the Shevchenko Park cafes and nightclubs have sprung to life. Capri Pizza opened their open air restaurant just off of Freedom Square and we recently met here with a friend to enjoy dinner in the fresh evening air. So fresh, actually, that it was a good thing blankets were available to ward off the chill!
Clockwise: service button, dessert, "Jamaica" pizza (45 uah), dolmades (39 uah)
There were a wide variety of pizzas available (40-75 uah) as well as pasta (42-55 uah), salads (23-70 uah), desserts (22-35 uah), and drinks. I've yet to try any of their other locations but really- what beats sitting in the park in summertime?!

Twenty Two pub & restaurant

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Been there, done that?

Yesterday marked the end of an era.
Since September 2011, all of Kharkov's memorials, monuments, and parks haven't stood a chance. We've photographed them, posed before them, examined them, Wikipedia-ed them, described them to friends, and toasted to them. It's been a weekend hobby, a treasure hunt, even a geocaching adventure! There's been just one holdout... Kharkov's Родина Мать (Motherland statue).
For months I passed by these photos in the school hallway, slowly checking them off the list until only one photo remained.
This war memorial seemed- and still seems- awfully remote, which is probably why it took so long to get out there. While it is within the city, it's a tremendously long walk from any metro station. If you hop off at the University station at Freedom Square, walk all the way to Gorky Park, and then continue walking down the same street, you'll eventually arrive at the memorial. I suppose this is where taking a marshrutka (public taxi/minibus) could come in handy!

But what's better than a marshrutka packed full of sharp, sweaty elbows and shopping bags?

A friend with a car!!! : ) This is, by the way, the same friend (Max) who likes to listen to Кино while driving, which we did again today. On the spur of the moment, he offered to cancel his work commitments and take us past Freedom Square, past Gorky Park, and down the road to the Memorial Complex of Glory. As I understand it, Max's wife had been "gently reminding" him to show me this place, so Max- a huge thank you to Ira as well!

It was 4:30 PM. Rush hour, or as they say here, час пик. Have you ever wondered what that looks like in Ukraine?
"During a fire/heat- ice cream"
All these pictures were taken while cruising down Sumskaya street.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Ukrainian

The Ukrainian release is titled Star Trek: Retribution

We saw the new Star Trek film this weekend. Almost all incoming foreign films are dubbed into Ukrainian, not Russian, which means I usually spend 2 hours floundering along, trying to catch the odd word. This time, though, maybe because of our recent trip to Ukrainian-speaking Poltava?, it was comfortable to listen along. In fact, it felt pretty awesome... until the movie ended and my friends started talking about all these sub-plots I never caught :p At least I figured out who the bad guy was!

Every now and then I start feeling bad for not knowing much Ukrainian. Never mind the fact that any leftover non-teaching/non-blogging time is spent studying Russian or that most of my friends never use Ukrainian, there's something guilt-inducing about not learning a country's language. Locally the case could be made that Russian is just as much an "official" language as Ukrainian, but Russian is still seen as the-language-of-the-invaders in much of the country. And honestly, it's just awkward to be out of the loop when it comes to Ukrainian. The language on the street may be Russian around here, but the metro and street signs, movies, TV, advertising, and official documents are all in Ukrainian.

To those who scratch their heads and say- isn't it pretty much the same language??- you're kind of right.

And wrong.

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Kharkov like a local

Kharkov's Lopan river, courtesy of my brother's HDR app : )
As a tourist it can be hard to scratch the surface of a city, so I was determined to show my brother how we actually live. No one visits monuments and goes out to restaurants all the time... if only!!*sigh*... but people do trek to outdoor markets and pillage supermarket shelves on a regular basis. Thus, our first must-see in Kharkov was the Central Market, a weekly pilgrimage in which we arrive with cash and leave laden with fresh fruits and veggies. (Ahem, or I should note, D leaves laden with the heavy stuff and I carry my sunglasses. Thank you, D!)

After months of dust and disorder, Central Market's remodel is finally complete and I think you'll agree that it's now the best-looking market in town!
Visiting our favorite vendor! She always remembers our names and greets us with a smile. If you find yourself shopping here, ask for Luba.
!Warning! If you're a vegetarian, you might want to close your eyes and keep scrolling!
Part of the meat market, lots of gory bits and pieces here.
On the way to Central Market, we wandered through Kharkov's open air book market, which offers more than just old musty romance novels and computer science manuals. Outside of the formal market (actual stalls), you'll find old men guarding tables of USSR pins, hats, warning signs, basically anything you can imagine!
Book market in Fall 2012.
Usually I'm not brave enough to get into a "how much?" conversation with the book vendors, but this time an old city guidebook caught my eye and I worked up the courage to ask about it.
Apparent rules of the book market: smoking is allowed, shirts are optional.
The vendor immediately got all worked up and insisted on showing other guidebooks that he had stashed away elsewhere. He beckoned impatiently for us to follow him down an alleyway.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Our Whirlwind trip to Kiev (or, A Relative Finally Visits!)

After 22 months, our entreaties to "come visit us!" finally got a response. My brother Nick has been racking up some serious travel time lately and I was thrilled when he agreed to stop in Ukraine for the weekend. We've only seen each other a handful of times over the past 12 years so this was a looong overdue meet-up!
Our time in Kiev was barely over 24 hours but like good travelers, we packed a ton of stuff into that short period. First, a quick note for anyone else traveling soon: try using the website airbnb.com. In Ukraine, it's common to rent a room/apartment instead of checking into a hotel, but it can be a bit of a hassle to negotiate with the ladies at the train station who offer the apartments and to accept a place sight unseen. Airbnb is an international Craigslist of lodging- 192 countries and counting!- and makes it easy to find something more comfy than a sterile гостиница. We found a cute apartment in downtown Kiev for $100 a night. It was only 20 seconds away from the Lev Tolstoy metro stop, across the street from a vibrantly green park, and a very short walk from the main street of крещатик. There was even a microwave; pity we didn't get to use it, as it's the first time I've been around a microwave in the past 2 years and because it had a mysterious setting labeled "Russian chef", which may or may not have instantly replicated a delicious bowl of borsch, we'll never know.
View from the balcony of our rented apartment
The day Nick arrived fortuitously happened to be Victory Day, the last of the May holidays. Downtown Kiev was packed with people wringing every last drop of pleasure out of their final time off from work. Elderly war veterans wandered here and there in military uniforms dripping with medals. Posters on every street corner proclaimed "Happy Victory Day!" and orange-and-black ribbons were proudly pinned to shirts.
Independence Square on May 9th
My brother was amused by the macho street games. Drunken bicycle involved making a fool of yourself by trying to ride a messed-up bicycle in a straight line. Another game could only be won by hanging to a chin-up bar for two to five minutes but again, the bar had somehow been tampered with. Such bad odds didn't scare off men eager to prove themselves, though, and large crowds would gather to watch the often comical attempts.

Living statues, Segway riders, and costumed characters also performed for the passerby.
That evening was the perfect time for walking and watching the city come to life against the darkening skyscape.
The pricey Hotel Ukraine
The following morning found us gorging ourselves on the fifty (fifty!) baklava that Nick had brought from Turkey. We attempted to make up for this indulgence by exploring nearby Park Shevchenko and walking back to the train station with luggage in tow.
Taras Shevchenko statue
Taras Shevchenko university
For a nice write-up of this park, read Coffee, Kindle, Good Company and the Secrets of Shevchenko Park from Many Colored Days.
old apartment building next to the Hotel Express
We met up with a friend for lunch. Nick got to try vareniky (verdict: yum!) at our old favorite, Вареничная Победа. The restaurant had been renamed to Вареничная Катюша since our last trip to Kiev but the food was the same. This time we visited the train station location. Nick saw his first electrichka (slow, old passenger train used to cover short distances, usually uncomfortable and cheap). Even though it was barely 1 PM, one of the electrichka passengers was so drunk that he fell out of the train the first two times he tried to board. It was only with a strong push from the passengers behind him that he was at last able to get up the stairs and into the car.

Then we set off for one of my favorite spots in Kiev- Родина Мать. It was my second time here and the views were just as breathtaking and rewarding as they were on the first visit.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Victory Day

Leftover Victory Day signs in Kharkov's Freedom Square
For those of you living elsewhere, just a reminder that Ukraine and Russia (and a handful of other countries) recently celebrated Victory Day, a Soviet holiday marking the end of hostilities between the USSR and Germany in 1945. Coming at the tail end of several other holidays (Labor Day, Easter), it's a big deal... but don't just take my word for it! Check out the stories from these talented bloggers:
"Holiday Street" poem from an old Soviet kids' book
2013 Victory Day in Novosibirsk courtesy of From Russia with Love
2013 Victory Day Parade in Moscow from A Girl and Her Travels 
2013 Victory Day in Lugansk from Alabama in Ukraine
Victory Day from Russophilia (an amazing 2-part entry!)


And in case you missed it-
Orthodox Easter from Borscht and Babushkas (Ukraine)
The Day of Rejoicing from Many Colored Days (Kiev, Ukraine)
Day-long Victory Day concert in Kiev