Lviv, Ukraine, Easter Sunday, April 8, 2018
We had Easter last week. This is Orthodox Easter Sunday. I’m writing this in the Hotel Lviv in the center of the city on a beautiful bright morning, which promises heat and a long comfortable day, the last light fading at about 8 pm. The room I rented from booking.com is a mistake. It’s not big enough to swing a cat in. I know this because I always carry a cat for these purposes.
In the minuscule bathroom, my shoulders rub against the walls when I use the sink. Comfortable. Do no go gentle into the Hotel Lviv. My usual haunt the Hotel George was full up. Too bad. I dig it there, where they have many times made me feel like a king.
Now out in the city. It’s only two hours till the driver whisks me back to the border 80 kilometers away . . .