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Cycling from Poland to the Middle East. Chirnivtsi, Ukraine ---> Chisanau, Moldova 350 km part 4
2009.07.12
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The kids are always a key to open the gate in the adults people' world. It was the same here. I stopped nearby one village and heard some kids laugh. I looked around and saw some moves in the tree. There were 3 kids picking the cherries from the tree. I asked them if they can share some of fruit. They picked few cherries and gave me. They spoke Moldovan language that I don't understand but after a moment their mother shown up and spoke Russian to me that I understand. The woman had a very bright eyes and I could see her good open heart. I asked her if I can put up a tent on the grass next to her house. She sad that for her it was no problem but she rents the place and she isn't the owner. In a while one men came and Sveta (the woman's name) told him about me. They agreed to host me. What a nice welcomeing it was. They shared some home made wine. I did made big bubbles for them. The kids and others loved it. More wine we drunk. We started to dance to gipsie music as they are Giepsies. I did fire-show. The oldest man said that I am a brother and they invite me home to sleep in the bad. In the morning they went to work and and I said good bye. They wanted me to stay longer and do bubbles and fire/show in the next 2 days on the big party. They were very poor people nad their village is called region 13. Tho local villigers told me that the citizens of big cities are affraid of them. Simple good people. The national road cuts their village for some years there is a huge noise coming from the road but the government just like always don't care about people but just about the profits.
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The kids are always a key to open the gate in the adults people' world. It was the same here. I stopped nearby one village and heard some kids laugh. I looked around and saw some moves in the tree. There were 3 kids picking the cherries from the tree. I asked them if they can share some of fruit. They picked few cherries and gave me. They spoke Moldovan language that I don't understand but after a moment their mother shown up and spoke Russian to me that I understand. The woman had a very bright eyes and I could see her good open heart. I asked her if I can put up a tent on the grass next to her house. She sad that for her it was no problem but she rents the place and she isn't the owner. In a while one men came and Sveta (the woman's name) told him about me. They agreed to host me. What a nice welcomeing it was. They shared some home made wine. I did made big bubbles for them. The kids and others loved it. More wine we drunk. We started to dance to gipsie music as they are Giepsies. I did fire-show. The oldest man said that I am a brother and they invite me home to sleep in the bad. In the morning they went to work and and I said good bye. They wanted me to stay longer and do bubbles and fire/show in the next 2 days on the big party. They were very poor people nad their village is called region 13. Tho local villigers told me that the citizens of big cities are affraid of them. Simple good people. The national road cuts their village for some years there is a huge noise coming from the road but the government just like always don't care about people but just about the profits.
