a day in the sun


At the end of a lovely Saturday evening enjoying the hospitality of some new friends, Olechko and I made ‘tentative’ plans to go on a day trip the next day.

I write ‘tentative’ with quotation marks because it was the tentative sort of plan you make after a couple of glasses of wine and you’re not sure if it will ever come to fruition, and whether it does or not depends heavily on how the tannins in the wine affect the equilibrium of your body, specifically, your brain.

As it turned out, my brain’s equilibrium was rather unaffected by the wine (I only had three glasses after all), and I was up bright and chirpy on Sunday – just in time for Olechko to Skype me and remind me of our tentative plans (you’ll notice the quotation marks have been removed. Because all of a sudden, the plans were really tentative. Not just ‘ ‘ ‘ tentative).

(Have you ever realised if you repeat the word tentative a lot, it sound funny and starts to lose its meaning? Well, it does).

So that’s how I found myself in the south-west outskirts of Kyiv at Pirogovo, where the open-air Museum of Folk Architecture is located.

Under the bright shining roof of the sunny sky, this Museum contains examples of Ukrainian architecture from different regions of the country. What it doesn’t have is a lot of signs (blink and you’ll miss them) or a map for sale, so I can’t really tell you too much about what I saw.

The highlight of the day was walking up a hill to visit the ‘Carpathians’ (quotation marks are back!) With the fir trees, hills, dense forest and quaint little houses, it was almost like I’d travelled to the mountains.

What I didn’t realise while I was there is that the museum is split into two parts – architecture from Ukraine before the Soviets, and some examples of village architecture from the Soviet period. I just read about this on a website (and to be honest, I don’t know whether to believe it or not…)

Ochin interesna (very interesting).

We walked around the park, kicked the football, had a nice (but expensive!) lunch and took some photos. Here’s a taster. If you want to see the rest, click here for my flickr site.



18 thoughts on “a day in the sun

  1. oooh that looks lovely – I wish we’d come now. Oh well I’m sure there will be plenty more opportunities – it would be nice to see the village covered in snow maybe.

  2. That house and garden is ever so quaint. It’s the sort of place that the three bears must have had when they were gatecrashed by Goldilocks. Good point about repeating the word ‘tentative’. There must be many words like that. ‘Bumptious’ perhaps.

  3. Ooooh! i remember that! I’ve been there on my exchange! Lying in the sun with my fellow travelling students and our Ukranian hosts and annoying the bus drive with our loud singing in Dutch on the way back.

    Looks like you had a brilliant day! I wish the sun was shining here as well.

    Thanks for the recommendation of the cartoons. They are very cool indeed. I posted one with a link to your site. Hope you don’t mind.

    All the best,

  4. I loved reading about your day in the sun and viewing your day in the sun pictures. Your discussion about quotes and the word tentative makes me smile.

  5. If you say “tentative” (Quotation Marks) enough times, it begins to take on a new sound and possibly meaning. Loved visiting your Flickr pics. Is it mandatory to remove one’s clothing when enjoying the flowers?

  6. Hey I’ve got some photos of Pirogovo too. It’s a lovely place. I took my kids so it must have been in 1994. I must find the photos cos it seems they haven’t got onto Flickr yet.

    There’s also a village like that in Lithuania, I have pics of. I should blog about them both, now I have some time.

  7. oi! I lost your email address and wanted to talk to you! Send me an email but don’t use swear words etc as this is a new work email and it’s not as lax as Spin. Thinking of coming to Russia in Oct and wanted to see if you would be up for a side trip with moi?


  8. Wow, it looks SO beautiful. Makes you wanna throw down a blanket and have a picnic, then roll in the grass. I’m sure the reality is a little different, but still – that’s the urge it conjures up in me;).

  9. Thought I’d left a comment yesterday. Must,in my enthusiasm, have forgotten to click on “submit!” I loved your pictures of your day in the countryside. My in-laws come from Carpatho-Ukraine. I see why they love it. It’s beautiful. They do say though that the Russians cut down whole forests that were never replanted. That’s a shame.

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