Thursday, MAY 29

Thursday, May 29, = = (Kiev City - Maps)

I did not sleep very well, plenty of dinner, the various spirits drunk late and time of the withdrawal in cot, yesterday evening, has not helped my physical recovery.
I decided to check out other places in this fabulous city. I take the Metro to go to visit the Lavra, which is the center of worship of Ukraine, the interior of the church is shining icons of gold and breath-taking, I hear that this religious center is comparable to our Vatican.
After lots of antiques, it is necessary that he should also know the famous Maidan Nezalezhnosti, the modern business center of Kiev, with its shops and underground with some surprise known big names of Italian fashion.
The sightseeing tour takes me almost all day, I paused only to eat the pruned House, one of the many self-service in the city, enjoying a good fish and roast potatoes.
I stop to rest on the bench in a square where stands the Palazzo del Ministero degl'Esteri, a huge building with the facade placed enormous columns.
Two women 50 years on, note the tourist map that I'm looking to see where I am, ask me what nationality I am, my answer to smile again and tell me that two women working as caregivers in Italy, and have returned in Ukraine for a period of leave with their families.
One of the two involves me in his outburst, for the...




happiness of finding an Italian in his homeland tells me your experiences, or carry over a song:

"They were expecting 3 years that the residence permit for work in Italy and finally, last year I managed to get it. I work for a family to care for an elderly lady, I must say that the first time that I was in your country, I was disheartened to the point that I almost decided to return to Ukraine. Initially I had some negative experience, I worked for people who do not appreciate the work they do and I was annoyed by old men who looked after, unfortunately not a place with the head. Fortunately, it lasted just a few months and after a pair of newlyweds, I propose to look after their old grandmother, I accepted and I found myself in a lovely environment. The two young people have a little daughter, the grandma, unfortunately, is not autosufficente but had it been otherwise I would certainly not worked. I am fine with them, the little I want a large and well educated in the best possible way. "

I'm happy for them, I know what it is like and to mal soul of these women, far more affected by their loved ones who sacrificed their work away from home.
The other woman tells me of a fact that was involved in a positive way, saying that the Italians are wonderful people:

"For the holidays, me and my friend, we were shopping to buy gifts for Christmas ... do you know about that we Orthodox Christians, celebrate Christmas on 7 January? So I said, we talked in our language, when suddenly we heard apostrophe "Tate? "It was a girl who has had about 10 years. Was un'ucraina of the Russian language as us. She had heard about it with his own language, surprised and happy to do, it was directed at us as if he had found a treasure. He spent the holidays in Italy, with a family in temporary custody, his parents lived in the area of Chernobyl and the consequence was that even the small, though in slightly, a few inherited health problem. Despite being happy with your family that welcomes you to Italy to strengthen his body has to get away, but feel the nostalgia of his mother. The tears came down our cheeks you thought our children were, and embracing it as if we had embraced them. "

In most cases in our country, these women cohabit with families who appreciate their work and heavy responsibilities. Care for the elderly is one of the most stressful jobs there are, know well those who receive their aid assistance.
E 'already dinner time, on the corner of the street overlooking the square where I live, I notice a restaurant, from the window I see the smoking hot plates that cook large slices of beef, can not resist and happy I taste a steak with potatoes Roasted which is the end of the world.
I ate and drank divinely good wine from Crimea, even if you have a marsala flavor that does not fit the dish tasted.
I wanted to do another raids on nightclubs, but the tiredness and having seen, that the premises are in the final, despite their diversity, all equal or perhaps more simply because I begin to have a certain age and certain entertainment best suited to young people.
Around the neighboring streets until, tired, I decide to go to sleep, tomorrow I expect more miles and other cities.

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