The title of this post is pretty self-explanatory. I’ll update this periodically whenever I have an encounter worth recording. I know lists aren’t very interesting but I hope this will help give you an idea of what it’s like as an American in Ukraine.
- 2 February 2011, while doing a speed workout at the stadium in my town: Read this post.
- 18 July 2011, on the overnight train from Kyiv to Chernivtsi: Kate, Michelle, and I were traveling back together from visiting our host families. Kate and I had seats together, and we happened to be in the same compartment as another PCV, a Group 41-er named Elyse. Michelle’s seat was in a different car but she came over to chat with us. So there we were, four Americans chattering away in English. The conductor had been walking back and forth taking tea and coffee to passengers. At one point he stopped at our area and said to me (in Ukrainian), “I understand some of the Polish you’re speaking!” I chuckled and said, “But we’re not speaking Polish!” “What is it?” he asked. “English,” I said. He responded with a chuckle, “Oh, we know that, too!” It was a pretty funny moment. I don’t even know what Polish sounds like — is it close to English?
- 20 July 2011, while doing a speed workout at the stadium in my town: I met Vera, who hadn’t known about me/the Peace Corps, so I gave her the rundown and we had a nice chat. Turns out she’s a masseuse and invited me to see her space on Friday (and of course to go get a massage from her any time — too bad it’s quite pricey for my PC budget). She has a nice space across the street from the hospital, where she does both electronic massage and hand massage. She’s quite knowledgeable about the body and its different systems and she went on and on while showing me her anatomy books. Nice woman — I may pop in for a massage once as a courtesy. In the meantime I hope I have another recruit for my running/Frisbee club.
Have you had any interesting encounters lately?