Yalta, Dnipropetrovsk

June 15–20, 1999

Yalta

They still have retro trolleybuses here, like in Rivne and in Chernovtsy.

The car cautiously runs over the pedestrian.

The first time I ever tried frog legs was in a café called “Marina”, located at the foot of a cable car. They tasted like chicken.

Girl with watering can.

This is where I hailed a cab and set off for Dnipropetrovsk. It took eight hours to get there. We ran into some difficulties because it turns out that Dnipropetrovsk used to be a closed city, so it’s not marked on any of the road signs. We ended up going around in circles for a bit.

Dnipropetrovsk

The city failed to impress.