An adventurous excursion in Ukraine
Finding Romania, a town on the border with Ukraine groped I wanted to cross the border on foot not wanting to risk using the rental car so I looked for a good car, I gathered in my backpack that I could have been used to the day and I started towards the first point of the border this side of the bridge and the river in this area is the natural boundary.
It was a Saturday morning and then point the border was attended more than usual, many ladies jute bags with stout, powerful machines with different vans loaded with goods, and several gentlemen who moved with ease between the domineering decided to mix with.
Then I will understand that the Lords collected the passports of many people to stamp them together and thereby reduce the time of 'waiting for (a job like any other especially in certain reality).
I understand that there are problems and by the time the border is closed, it would seem that this would depend on the military and the other side who make their own decisions.
The particular situation, the uncertainty of being able to cross the border at other times of the typical Eastern European countries to bear the wait since I am among the people when the frenzy grows, people try to crowd into the booth but the door of the customs officer is still down.
Those gentlemen begin to fidget while taking other passports here and there, I manage to slip between the stout ladies positions and gain especially when a young soldier forces us to position ourselves in an orderly, I gained a few positions further.
Another comes along with fellow military identified the Lords "burn line" and kidnap a few decks of passports, now owners of those passports to the customs will later.
It opens the door and dozens of passports with arms stretched disappointment of the young soldier who screams and yells at the present, giving me confirmation that these parts of the uniform is still feared and respected.
The soldier is aware of my passport, which is different from others and recognize me as a European, I tell him that I was Italian and giggling says "see this is Romania in Europe who have wanted to, I parade my passport by hand and do not know whether to worry, the delivery to his colleague that the stamps and after a moment I have away from the crowds.
The first part of my foreign travel is gone, start to cross the bridge over the river and almost surreptitiously snap a few pictures, on the other side is done fast and within Ukraine officially in the land even if I do not know where to go and what I see that instinct tells me to follow people who head with a firm step.
If so many people are willing to stressful expectations on the border there will be something interesting and that will be there I will go, take the main street of a small village where virtually no one stops, you arrive in the suburbs and began to walk on dirt road in the countryside, including abandoned buildings and slopes, looking around I understand that in past times was an abandoned mining area.
After some kilometers you will reach a large outdoor market where you can find all good things, from clothing to farm animals, bicycles and scooters, wheelchairs and appliances, car parts and military waste, all well organized by stalls with perfectly aligned shading in the central part divided by type of sale is complete the adjacent indoor market where they slaughter and sell meat (cold storage or even showcases the shadow).
In one part of the building is also the only place that serves as a bar, tavern, restaurant, public bath and a meeting place.
I walk among the benches browsing among the most curious pausing and taking a few photographs because not everyone is willing to authorize me, my stomach reminds me that you can also eat and go to explore in the area where are concentrated the market stalls of fruit and vegetables and groceries different.
I try to see if it can be more interesting to eat in the multipurpose room and with the excuse of having to use the bathroom peek into the dining room that is occupied by groups of people, I probably would have difficulty sitting down in a few tables, order a meal in a I do not know the language, provided there is an empty table for me to turn back and continue my research in addition to the fact that I will have to change some money in local currency.