Resolutions and Adventures
First, the resolution. Remember that air mattress problem? Well, we got a power converter today from a local cell phone vendor. His name is Andrew and he works in this little store, located between the underground mall and the metro train station.
Andrew has been extremely helpful, and always has great stuff in his kiosk. He also speaks English well. Even though I blew out the 30 Watt converter, he told me to bring it back for a refund. He knows our electronic problems, so he is saving me 110 UAH. Great guy.
I discovered, though, after buying the 100 Watt converter today that I had indeed blown out the inflate motor on the Coleman double high mattress. But I discovered something just to the right of the motor. I can actually use the good old manual method to inflate the thing.
Yes, I blew the thing up manually. Nice firm mattress now. It took the wind out of me, but I screwed it up, so it seems fair I had to make amends by inflating it the old fashioned way.
Concerning adventures, I use this term loosely. Yesterday, Nell and I and the boys set off for the subway, called the Metro, to make it to the Great Patriotic War Monument. Following is the monument. Dave Ritzman said the entire statue is made of titanium.
We took a couple more photos including the following scenes depicting the Soviet forces that expelled the Nazis from Kiev.
We saw some kids traipsing about this tank, so I wanted a photo of Matthias on one of them.
Entry into the musuem, for all four of us was 22 Uah. You can tell the monument was built to glorify the Communist party. What is not seen in these photos is the CCCP emblems on the inner sanctum beneath the statue, and the red star references in the square.
Promotions for this place show throngs of people going in and out of the museum. There may have been seven people total inside. I expected vendors or at least some guy selling water bottles. No vendors. One look at the museum, and it is easy to see why. Everything is in Ukrainian for starters. You have to understand Kiev is an international city. I keep running into English speaking people, including a guy from Qatar on vacation from school in the US. Very nice guy, by the way. The other downside was that the exhibits look like they've been unchaged since 1945. No movies, no interesting tidbits. There were a couple authentic Nazi flags which were pretty sobering, and a section devoted to the holocaust. But the atmosphere was grim and not very museum like, in my opinion. There was also one mural showing Hitlers troops marching past a saluting Hitler. What surprised me about the mural is none of the troops shown were young men. The movies all show Hitlers armies as brainwashed youth, but these were middle aged men.
The walk from the subway to the Great Patriotic War Museum took us by the eastern orthodox Church tombs site. We didn't feel like stopping. The workout going up steps was one of legends. I was so sore last night.
I'm finding the architecture and buildings of Kiev to be fascinating, but far short awe inspiring. I think it pales in comparison to the adoption. And everything pales in comparison to the home we are heading to, with the Lord.
Andrew has been extremely helpful, and always has great stuff in his kiosk. He also speaks English well. Even though I blew out the 30 Watt converter, he told me to bring it back for a refund. He knows our electronic problems, so he is saving me 110 UAH. Great guy.
I discovered, though, after buying the 100 Watt converter today that I had indeed blown out the inflate motor on the Coleman double high mattress. But I discovered something just to the right of the motor. I can actually use the good old manual method to inflate the thing.
Yes, I blew the thing up manually. Nice firm mattress now. It took the wind out of me, but I screwed it up, so it seems fair I had to make amends by inflating it the old fashioned way.
Concerning adventures, I use this term loosely. Yesterday, Nell and I and the boys set off for the subway, called the Metro, to make it to the Great Patriotic War Monument. Following is the monument. Dave Ritzman said the entire statue is made of titanium.
We took a couple more photos including the following scenes depicting the Soviet forces that expelled the Nazis from Kiev.
Entry into the musuem, for all four of us was 22 Uah. You can tell the monument was built to glorify the Communist party. What is not seen in these photos is the CCCP emblems on the inner sanctum beneath the statue, and the red star references in the square.
Promotions for this place show throngs of people going in and out of the museum. There may have been seven people total inside. I expected vendors or at least some guy selling water bottles. No vendors. One look at the museum, and it is easy to see why. Everything is in Ukrainian for starters. You have to understand Kiev is an international city. I keep running into English speaking people, including a guy from Qatar on vacation from school in the US. Very nice guy, by the way. The other downside was that the exhibits look like they've been unchaged since 1945. No movies, no interesting tidbits. There were a couple authentic Nazi flags which were pretty sobering, and a section devoted to the holocaust. But the atmosphere was grim and not very museum like, in my opinion. There was also one mural showing Hitlers troops marching past a saluting Hitler. What surprised me about the mural is none of the troops shown were young men. The movies all show Hitlers armies as brainwashed youth, but these were middle aged men.
The walk from the subway to the Great Patriotic War Museum took us by the eastern orthodox Church tombs site. We didn't feel like stopping. The workout going up steps was one of legends. I was so sore last night.
I'm finding the architecture and buildings of Kiev to be fascinating, but far short awe inspiring. I think it pales in comparison to the adoption. And everything pales in comparison to the home we are heading to, with the Lord.
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