Esmaspäeval ärgates oli plaan kindel - peab saama linnast välja. Korteris on selline situatsioon, kus sa ei saa akent lahti teha, sest liiklusmüra, tolm ja hais on hingematvad, aga samas tahad aknaid lahti teha, sest toas on palav, seinad on niisked ja kõik lõhnab hallituse järgi.... ja väljas samuti - mingi müstiline kapsahais levib üle terve linna ja keegi ei tea mis selle põhjus on. Võib-olla kõik linnaelanikud keedavad korraga kodudes kapustat. Ja siis lisandub sellele veel lõkkelõhn, mootorite heitgaasid, prügihais. Ega Horodotska tänaval vabatahtlikult ei jalutakski, kui me just sellel tänaval esimesel korrusel ei elaks.
Tripadvisori abil saime idee sõita Skolesse, Lvivi oblasti ja karpaatide piirile, väikesesse linna, kus pidanuks ka matkarada olema. See päev oli korras juba sellest hetkest, kui ma mägesid nägin. Olgugi, et kohapeal oldud aeg oli lühike, enamus ajas läks bussi ootamisele ja sõitmistele, oli piknik poolkuivanud jõe ääres ja lühike matk metsa all täpselt see, mida vajasime. Hingata puhast õhku!
Tagasi tahtsime rongiga tulla. Jaamas umbkeelne tädi meile pileteid ei müünud ("No...no...noo... tickets"), eeldasime, et peaks saama ka rongist osta. Kahjuks rongitädid meid ja paljusid teisigi kes sularahaga lehvitasid, rongi ei lubanud. Ohjah, õnneks saime bussile, mis küll peatus igas väikses peatuses, aga toimetas meid Lvivi vaid 40grivna eest.
Tripadvisori abil saime idee sõita Skolesse, Lvivi oblasti ja karpaatide piirile, väikesesse linna, kus pidanuks ka matkarada olema. See päev oli korras juba sellest hetkest, kui ma mägesid nägin. Olgugi, et kohapeal oldud aeg oli lühike, enamus ajas läks bussi ootamisele ja sõitmistele, oli piknik poolkuivanud jõe ääres ja lühike matk metsa all täpselt see, mida vajasime. Hingata puhast õhku!
Tagasi tahtsime rongiga tulla. Jaamas umbkeelne tädi meile pileteid ei müünud ("No...no...noo... tickets"), eeldasime, et peaks saama ka rongist osta. Kahjuks rongitädid meid ja paljusid teisigi kes sularahaga lehvitasid, rongi ei lubanud. Ohjah, õnneks saime bussile, mis küll peatus igas väikses peatuses, aga toimetas meid Lvivi vaid 40grivna eest.
We had a definite plan to get out from the city this weekend, to get some fresh air. With the situation like this at the apartment (you cannot keep the windows open because of the noise, dust, smells and mosquitos,.. but at the same time you cannot keep them closed because it's hot, rooms are humid and everything smells like mold) and also outside (some weird mystical cabbage smell is hovering in the city, plus exhaust fumes, garbage smell), you really do not feel like walking or spending much time in the city after work.
So with the help of Tripadviser, we decided to take a hike in Skole, a small town at the border of Lviv oblast and the carpathians. Even tough we only had few hours there (most of the time was spent of waiting for the bus and in the bus), it was nice to breathe some fresh air and dip your feet in a mountain stream.
Our way back was supposed to be with train; and when the lady in the ticket booth denied us from selling anything (with the voice of Consuela: "Noo.. no.. noo.. no tickets") we guessed that it must be possible to buy a ticket from the train. This, however was not what happened. After the train being late, the lady conductors left us and many locals behind, because they also refused taking our money. Luckily we managed to catch a late bus that took us to Lviv with 40 grivnas. So this kind of adventure.
So with the help of Tripadviser, we decided to take a hike in Skole, a small town at the border of Lviv oblast and the carpathians. Even tough we only had few hours there (most of the time was spent of waiting for the bus and in the bus), it was nice to breathe some fresh air and dip your feet in a mountain stream.
Our way back was supposed to be with train; and when the lady in the ticket booth denied us from selling anything (with the voice of Consuela: "Noo.. no.. noo.. no tickets") we guessed that it must be possible to buy a ticket from the train. This, however was not what happened. After the train being late, the lady conductors left us and many locals behind, because they also refused taking our money. Luckily we managed to catch a late bus that took us to Lviv with 40 grivnas. So this kind of adventure.