Today was a beautiful day. So I will try not to be cynical.
To celebrate this beautiful day, Mr Moi and I nursed our mini-Caribbean-Club hangovers from the comfort of our couch, and looked at the beautiful day every now and then (basically, when we were game enough to expose our eyeballs to sunlight).
But, as fate would have it, I had agreed to babysit the kids of a couple we know. After a bolstering meal of chinese instant noodles, we set out in the crisp minus 3 air, and walked to our friends’ house.
I took the point-and-shoot with me to capture the fleeting afternoon. And it wasn’t until I downloaded these photos that I realised I’ve documented the terrific Taras Shevchenko tour.
Walking to the end of our street, Mr Moi and I had to cut through Taras Shevchenko park.
Most of the snow on roads and paths recently melted, and has since been followed by a cold snap. So there’s still snow on the grass, but not on the paths. This makes walking a pleasure, and despite there not being any other people in this photo besides Mr Moi, there really were a few people out and about.
As we walked through Taras Shevchenko Park, I couldn’t help but notice Taras Shevchenko University. It’s the big red building you see in the background.
There’s a story behind the colour of the university – I think some young bolsheviks were protesting against the Tsars, so Nikolai II ordered them to be killed. They happened to be students at the university, who were protesting at the university. So, to remind the public of the bloodshed, Nikolai ordered that the building be painted red.
If that’s not enough Taras Shevchenko for you, then here’s the main man himself. Everyday, he keeps watch over his park and his university.
This is Bulvar Taras Shevchenko.
This old church is still operating as a Russian Orthodox church. The bells were calling people to church, I guess, and unlike other bells you see around the place, they were being rung by humans.
Kyiv, as with all former soviet countries, is full of underpasses. Because the driving is so bad, and humans act as something to target rather than dodge, the soviets wisely built a lot of underpasses around the cities.
This is one of them. It’s also an entry to the Universityet metro station, one of the deepest in the world.
The sun is running out, so here are a couple of last ditch shots to capture the prettiness of the day.
And here’s one of the trams from the 1940s that hopefully will get replaced by a Swiss-issue ‘new’* tram.
I hope you enjoyed these colour photos from Kyiv.