The view from the hotel in Kiev in October on our second and final day there.








I think all the different things made of little painted wooden eggs (including a classical painting interpreted through eggs that was anachronistically placed in the upper level of an old cathedral) were part of a somewhat recent art installation by an artist inspired by traditional Ukrainian painted eggs. That was my impression.




About fifteen seconds after I took this photo a man who worked in this monastery walked up and placed a 'Don't Feed the Birds' sign a few feet from this little girl. She looked sheepish and dusted her crumb-covered hands off on her pant legs. I thought the man could've done without the attitude; they're just birds.








This is me forcing my way into a nativity scene.






We all kind of got our attention caught by these workers on the roof. I don't know what they were doing because I, like all the other Americans, was just stuck on their lack of safety gear. When they stood up and straddled the little pointed roofs you could see their feet slipping a bit on the metal.










I used lunch time as a final chance to take a tiny walk around a different part of Kiev. This was the hill of Important Man on Horse and Nappy Strays.








The final stop on the Kiev tours was this very nicely-done WWII museum. Solemn and chilling.








Kiev sent us off with a lovely sunset.