Hmm I received a DD in absentia. It's an honor and joy. I was surprised to find my message box full of messages. Sorry that I haven't replied yet, guys. I've just returned from Kiev which located in ~450 miles range from my home, and now it is necessary to do some housework etc.
There were some funny episodes which happened with me because I didn't read any news about the world and Ukraine particularly. So I knew nothing about Ukrainian slow-moving pocket revolution. Ukrainian citizens don't like Russians much, but my face doesn't look too alien for them. So I succesfully evaded demonstrants' fists as well as policemen' clubs.
When I had only several hours to reach the airport and embark the plane, I've thought I was lucky enough to evade all the obstacles. I was wrong. I understood it when my companion (let's call him mr.K) said, "Man, let's go to look at the Trinity Lavra of St. Sergius" (the large monastery). "But we have no enough time, you know; we can miss our plane", I replied. "Balderdash, we have enough time, let's glance at it and return immediately". I sighed deepely and accepted. The monastery was within 10-12 minutes from the nearest subway station. It is beautiful enough, but I don't too like orthodox churches. But mr.K was stunned. I reminded him: "Man, we should hurry". "Yes, but I'm too tired, your walking speed is too high for me", he replied. "It's because you're married while I live as a wild dog; we must return, man, there is only ten minutes way back". He said, "Impossible, let's use a line taxi". "Are you crazy? We don't know any single route in this city, we may spend more time than we can gain!" He smiled: "Don't worry, that line taxi will deliver us to our destination". I cursed quietly to myself.
Of course that line taxi headed away from our destination. We asked a passenger and she advised us where to alight. There was another subway station, but we should have been to make a transfer to return to the right line. The time were running out, and the fate provided us with another obstacle. The annoncement was maked, "Citizens, the stations X, Y and Z are closed for technical reasons". Darn, they decided to cut the demonstrants from any reinforcements, that's why they closed the stations. I cursed again. When we reached the first open station, we heard another announcement: "Citizens, the stations X, Y and Z are closed because of planted bomb report". We grinned, but it wasn't our task to discuss the Ukrainian government actions. When we reached the surface, I noticed the map and found the shortest way to the station we need to reach. "Let use another line taxi" suggested mr.K. "Nope!" I replied immediately, "we should walk, the legs is the only transport I can trust". I walked fast enough and only miracle and the compass in my head might let us reach the destination. Suddenly mr. K said, "Man, please stop, the pain returned to my leg!" And we went slowly. We reached the station and after that we arrived at the airport without any problems.
That day I used as many bad words as I usually use within a month.
Mr. K's pain disappeared when we returned home.