chernivtsi

my second time in chernivtsi. we decided to busk straight away on the newly laid pedestrian street the city had made for its 600th birthday last year. alesea with her home-made marracas made from a coconut shell and rice. we made quite good money, and only stopped cos we had agreed to meet our host as soon as we got into town. alesea had phoned this sasha from the border and he had agreed to host us... we had sms-ed our hospitalityclub profile nicknames to him so he could check us out before we arrived. sasha and his friend came by car and drove us first to the supermarket to buy some stuff to cook for the evening, and then to his flat. he told us to make ourselves at home and he would come by later. so not much time to chat, and we had decided to leave the next morning for lviv. one last busking session on the new main street... and we weren't there long before out of nowhere, we got water landing on us! someone from the balcony or two above obviously didn't like our music and were too shy to tell us in some polite words. fortunately we didn't get too wet, most of it missed us, and i tried to see the funny side of it... the young people working in the shop were also outside now craning their necks up like me to see if the crazy nutter above would dare to show their face! i told alesea it was a sign to hit the road. we took the trolley-bus to the end of the line and then a marshrutka to the turn-off for the road to ternopil.