Holidays are often times of great Joy and great Sadness. There are many reasons why and I couldn't possibly fathom all of them, but I will say that one of the joys is family. In America we celebrate the birth of Christ on the 25th of December and here in Ukraine it is more common to celebrate it on the 7th of January. I have spent few Christmas' away from home and those that I was away from home on I was visiting my mother in Illinois. This last Christmas (both the 25th and 7th) I wasn't at home again, but this time (as you already know) I was in Ukraine. So, what did I do for the 25th? I had class and opened 2 packages from home. One was a birthday/Christmas gift to me from me, a nook. I was very excited to have received it in time for my trip to барвинок, the Sanatorium I visited with Greg. After the Christmas party the ELC held on the 29th, I was free to hang out with Greg who had come to do just that.
On the 31st, he and I loaded up onto a train bound for Lvov and joined his caretakers family. I don't know if I have mentioned this or note, but Greg and I seem to be precious cargo for the Ukrainians and have basically been assigned caretakers. I have Maria, my boss at the ELC, who helps me with official government stuff, Friday Nights, and more. Greg has Lyena, a woman in her late 20's who is relatively new to teaching English who helps Greg in the same ways. Without these women, we would just be two bumbling idiots wandering around Ukraine, but that is beside the point. We boarded the train here in Dnepropetrovsk and joined Lyena, her husband Ruslan, and their son Misha. After several hours we were in Lvov and after some scurrying around and asking for directions, we were on a bus to a tiny town to the south of Lvov named Nova Rosdil. There we were picked up by a van from барвинок.
It was quite beautiful there though no snow. I had been told to expect snow and while my expectations were not met, I was not disappointed. I won't go through all of the details of the trip because, after all, I was there for 9 days, but I will hit some highlights.
There was a frozen lake nearby and Greg walked all the way around it and I walked most of the way around it plus some screwing around on the ice. At first we were not sure that it would hold people, but then we saw some dudes ice fishing so I figured it'd be fine and went to go play on the ice while Greg started his long trek. When we got close to the end we met some fishermen and they offered us one of their fish but it was so tiny and we had no way of cooking it, and Greg is a veghead, so we said no.
The food was amazing everyday that we were there. I took a lot of photos. I am apparently obsessed with Borscht and I am somehow at peace with that, probably because it's at least a little true. They had amazing spreads, vege cutlets, soups, and more. They love poppy seeds by the way. And as long as we are on the subject of food, one GREAT trend I've noticed in Ukraine is the consumption of raw onions and or garlic. I have encountered the onion part before when I worked in an orchard and this super old mexican guy ate them like apples, but the garlic was a little newer for me. I was not and am not disgusted by it and in fact, I am very happy that it is acceptable to do so because the taste is just wonderful.
Since it is an Adventist Sanitarium (I don't know the difference between sanitarium and sanatorium, whichever is meant for physical health improvement) there was no meat... or dairy... But it wasn't really a problem for me.
Greg and I showed up a few days before everyone else did and basically got to explore the surrounding woods, take naps, read, got a massage or two and even tried a dry sauna (it was very tiny, two people MAX). When people did show up, the schedule changed. The idea was that this was a sort of a 10 day boot camp to help people learn and jumpstart a healthy life style while showing them that Adventists aren't crazy and softening their opinions of the SDA church (not doctrine was preached, just the need for God and the demonstration of His love through service to the customers). The basic schedule was something like, wake up at 6, morning exercises and 620, drink tea at 7, morning worship/inspiration at 710, breakfast at 8, then a walk, then some medical procedures, lectures, etc. throughout the day and in bed by 10pm. They even served the meals in a healthy way, meaning Breakfast was BIG, Lunch was ample, and Dinner was light. I wish that I was able to understand Russian though because some of the classes would have been interesting. One was eye exercises, another back exercises, and the last one I liked was cooking, but with a translator it is difficult to get everything... o well
One of the days we went to Lvov and saw many churches and I nearly lost my beanie. It was actually a very distressing moment for me because we had climbed a hill to get a view of nigh time Lvov and somewhere along the way I'd love the beanie that had been crocheted for me by a friend. After a quick prayer I tried to put my worries out of my mind and on the way back down we found it! Someone had been kind enough to place it in a tree so that it'd be easier to see and not get stepped on. I know that you can rationalize it, and I know that it is small, but it was a good reminder that God does care.
The train ride back was uneventful, I rode alone. At first there was a beautiful young Ukrainian lawyer who spoke pretty good English to talk to, but she was gone after about an hour or two at Chernobyl and I was left to go to bed the only English speaker around. I read and at some food, but there really weren't any highlights other than the sauna-like conditions of sleeping on the top bunk.
All in all, I would say that it was a successful and exciting trip. If I could do it over I'd change little, and the things I'd change wouldn't be big.
