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Dobry den, nice (or not) bloggers of the world,

Just back from spending two weeks in the Ukraine. Yesterday was just a pretty couch potato day. Enjoying the clattering sound of the rain on the windows (I know!), reading, and surfing the Interwebs. Three things I had not really been able to indulge in the last fortnight.

It's been two weeks full of fab, new and interesting stuff. Last-minute planning, swooning over mad Cyrillic calligraphy, trying to make ourselves understood, being pretty mystified by nonchalant locals, eating lots of pancakes and ice creams, drinking litres of kvass (that'd be me), forgetting how to say dasvidanya every single time when leaving a place (that'd be me again), amazing at the vertigo-inducing stilettos women wear and, last but not least I'm afraid, sweating like little piggies. Seriously. You've probably read about the heat wave in Eastern Europe but, I'm telling you it's been pretty overwhelming and exhausting. There wasn't a day with temperatures below 35 degrees (and we actually suffered the big 40 during a few days in a row.)

Oh yeah, and I got the lergie. It seems my body's natural defences went to the dogs in the extreme heat conditions (pretty much all right now.)
I have turned into such a Northerner. I cannot take the heat and that's a fact. Well, that and age. Boo hoo.

More pics (not just unedited telephotony) coming up at some point.

P.S. Oh yeah, should anyone care about it, the tomato plant is doing well (it seems the heat wave pretty much by-passed Central Europe completely, plus a friend popped round my house now and again to water my plants.) Hooray. At least three teeny tiny mini toms are already putting an appearance. Watch this space for more riveting (I'm telling you, riveting) urban balcony gardening. However, for serious tomatina, check fuoriborgo out. Impressive or what.