Survival in Ukraine

Возможно вы знаете, но я был в Украине в 2011 году, незадолго до отъезда в Японию и я хотел обнаружить что означает "выживание", в стране где переход из СССР ещё не окончился.

Как вы увидите внизу, я насладился бескончным синим небом, самой лучшей водкой и "толстопузыми" девушками. После того как вы этот рассказ прочитаете, я надеюсь что вы подумаете что эта загадочная страна чуть более близкая.

Я написаль это рассказ в 2011 году по-англиски

Первое задание: поехать в Днепропетровск.

Мне казалось что в Японии очень жарко, в Токио особенно. Я часто использовал кондиционер при 30 градусов. Украинцы сильнее и наверно, крепче. В 42 градусную жару, используют только маленькие вентиляторы в автобусе. Так я познакомился с украинской жизнью. Я надеюсь я смог с вами делиться моими впечатлениями.

Итак, как я выше написал, я поехал в Украину с 7 по 19 августа 2012, так как у меня друг в INSA, Юра, из Украины и он меня пригласил к себе. Конечно Украина не такая уж и маленькая, она примерно в 1.7 раз больше чем Германия. Город моего друга называется Днепропетровск и он на востоке Украины.

Как и во многих других городах Европы, здесь есть большая река, Днепр, в центре города. Раньше это закрытый город был, в который иностранцам нельзя было входить в советские времени, из-за его металлургических заводов. Они всё ещё в некоторых местах, создавая атмосферу покинутого города. As well as Yura there are a lot of people working in metallurgical facilities in this town. The official language is supposed to be Ukrainian, like everywhere in Ukraine, but effectively the inhabitants speak Russian in the quotidian life since here in eastern Ukraine, they say Ukrainian is the language of peasants.

Пока это было предисловие, но, разумеется, я не мог полететь туда прямо из Женевы. Первые действия начались в Киеве, вернее, сразу перед выходом из самолёта, когда пассажир возле меня, всё время говорил со мной по-русски. Я сказал по-английски, что не говорю на русском, потом по-русски. Никакого эффекта. Это было начало моего интенсивного курса в Украине.

Сразу по выходе из самолёта я увидел толпу людей обращавшихся к иностранцам, говоря "такси? такси?" и бесконечную очередь к пункту обмена валюты. Это было отделение банка и, разумеется, неподалёку был банкомат. Я недоумевал, почему все они пытались обменять деньги напрямую, тогда как банкомат не использовали вообще. Попытавшись использовать все мои кредитки (три карты), я понял почему. В следующий миг я был в конце очереди.

Кстати, на контрольном пункте в аэропорту лучше говорить "осмотр достопримечательностей", чем "туризм". Однако в тот момент у меня был слишком невинный вид, чтобы подумали, что я говорю "терроризм".

Те, кто посещал Восточную Европу, вероятно знают, что нельзя пить воду из под крана, потому что благодаря водке им не нужна вода. На тот момент у меня была бесконечная жажда, но осмотревшись я обнаружил, что бутылка водки стоила где-то в районе 3 евро. С похожей ситуацией я сталкивался в Польше. С первой попытки мне не удалось купить воду, поскольку я не смог найти её в супермаркете.

Также немаловажно упомянуть, что не все говорят по-английски. Я думал об этом предварительно, но полагал, что молодёжь говорит. Так или иначе, моя первая попытка заговорить с парнишкой (мальчиком):
"Do you speak English?"
"No, thank you."
Хм...ну, и тебе спасибо.

Какое-то время спустя со мной заговорил пожилой господин:
"What are you looking for a taxi???"
Чего?

Не говоря ни слова я достал билет на ночной поезд до Днепропетровска, который стоил около 10 евро. После долгого восьмичасового путешествия я прибыл на станцию и к семье Юры.

Since it was in the morning we directly had a breakfast, and appropriately enough, three shots of Wodka. At first glance you think you can see only five persons in the photo but please confirm that there are six people in this family. (and a lovely granny living in the same area but not exactly in the same house, of whom unfortunately I don't have a photo.)

Second mission: report a conventional prospect of Ukraine

In order to please most of the readers let's start with toilets. In this part, I will show you the "reality" in Ukraine, if you haven't seen it before. The thing is simply, Ukraine is a very young country. And appropriately enough, it possesses objects treated as woud-be-historical in western countries. Of course the people are not different than in other countries, you would just see very slim people. I hope this section will be helpful to those going to the Ukraine in near future so that they are not totally shocked by a quotidian scene in Ukraine or maybe it will be a historical proof for what Ukraine once used to be.

Anyway the toilets are those which are used at the school which Tatiana attended. There is apparently not only no toilet paper but also no privacy. I personally would be able to bring out at least 30 % less than what I have in stock. I suppose (and strongly hope) it is an educational strategy to build robust children such that they are capable of overcoming any difficulty in life, since I think there is nothing harder than these toilets in life, or maybe ... ?

From far away it looks like this. As you can see you have to traverse the semi-desert to arrive there and you can have the half fulfilled relaxation.

When you write a map you take normally a piece of paper and create a two-dimensional projection of the streets often simply depicted by lines. Who told you that it's enough to be a map?

The thing is in Ukraine you often find a sudden "gap" in the middle of a street, totally unexpected. "A gap" is actually a bad description since you can find scarcely only one, depending on your ability of seeing you would see different types of three dimensional irregularities all over the streets. I'm not sure if the surface of the moon is less flat than Ukrainian streets.

So here's at least one photo which seems to be normal. What is this? This is actually a hotel built in the USSR era, but never finished. And what happened then? Nothing. Yes, literally nothing happened after the fall of the USSR and no one wanted to take care or do anything for this building. At any rate you should not stare at the building all the time if you are in a car otherwise you are not prepared for the next street gap/hole/whatever. Unfortunately or fortunately I don't have a picture from nearby but it looks there are still some activities going on, but not official ones. As a representative one I put this photo but all over the city you can see other objects like this. The colorful facade makes it even more creepy...

Ukraine is an animal-friendly country. You can see it also at home, since apparently every household has a certain number of animals. Here for exameple at Yura's place there are a bold parrot, which bites you if you offer him something to eat or drink, rabbits, cats, dogs etc. Of course on the street you can see horses. The difference to western countries is maybe the fact that even police use horses as a way of transportation. And the French colored cars looking like kid's toys are also police cars. The day they use pigs as a storm attack division against street demonstrations is maybe not too far away in Ukraine.

It's a shame that I don't have a better photo than this one because sometimes the trams here look so much more historical. Anyway the Ukrainian trams which make any black-and-white movies valueless were purchased from the Checz republic, which is not necessarily the most developed country in the world. Looking at the conditions of the rails first I thought they were not used anymore. It's a fortune for the Ukrainians that they are not too fat/heavy. The price is constant and around 20 cents. One day when I speak Russian perfectly I will try to negotiate the price with the conductor.

In certain domaines, there are sometimes prejudices and we are in a high extent unconscious of them. For example, what do you think there are in a park? See-saws? Swings? In Ukraine, there's a Katyusha. Surprisingly it is very difficult to find a supermarket here. Also very difficult to find a police officer. But you can find a Katyusha in a park and everywhere around the country, according to what I saw, it is normal to put a military or political item, in many cases both of them, in a park.

One nice thing in Ukraine is the fact that the people are sometimes remarkably easy going. Of course I mean it in a positive sense.

Or maybe it's also a certain kind of prejudice but this grandma is pouring water, under rain. This was the first times since several weeks it rained and the city was full of whoops of joy... or maybe not. Anyway, this easy-goingness was something maybe the western countries have lost in the course of development, as I was most probably the only one caring about the gaps in the streets, the ghost hotel standing alone in the middle of the city or the grandma pouring water under rain. Don't care about small things too much let's drink vodka.

Closing words

After coming back to France, it appears to me like a long summer night dream to have been in Ukraine for 10 days. Of course there is no illusion nor lies, but the reality that overcame all the clichés I had heard before was so overwhelmingly impressive that I cannot stop recalling everything again and again, trying to digest all I've seen, heard and experienced. Passing 20 years after the collapse of the Soviet Union, the trace of the transition of era still has a deep impact on the Ukrainian society, and probably it will take some more time to recover completely from the past. However, the mental attitude of the people is sanguine and healthy. This strength will certainly have a positive effect on their lives.

A small cup of borscht with a little drop of smetana in the middle, a dish Ukrainians never stop loving, will hopefully remind me one day of my wish to come back here again.

Special thanks

And so do I finish up my article by expressing my gratitude to the guys who realized my great journey to Ukraine. I hope they will have a great time in Germany!