The quietest place I’ve ever been.
13k people. More people live in a district in Kiev than that.
But there’s a sense of “know”. Everyone at the grocery stores knows me by now. The girls giggle when they have to speak English to me (thankfully, they speak quite well).
This is the kind of place I imagine when people say country. It’s a place packed with tourists for two months of the year.
Then ten months it’s country.
And it’s beautiful.
