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Me and Andrew have just been doing a bit of Google travelling. He checked where has streetview and up popped Kharkov.
I'd only heard of it as the site of a nasty battle in WW II. One of those bloody Eastern Front slug fests.
I thought it might have been smashed to hell. But on streetview it's a wonderland. Like Prague circa 1985. One of the favourite places in space and time. It'll be one of the first places I revisit when the time travel stuff gets sorted.
Look:
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUY0FJ_gmJg/UDe4czKCIDI/AAAAAAAAKkE/1dj5lElP-Es/s640/Kharkov_street.jpg (http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUY0FJ_gmJg/UDe4czKCIDI/AAAAAAAAKkE/1dj5lElP-Es/s1600/Kharkov_street.jpg)
Prague, but with a soupçon de Stalinisme architecture-wise. (Check out the block the tram line leads to.) Magic. Can't wait to get there.
Andrew isn't so keen. "It looks a dump, Dad. Like some Communist country."
"Yes, exactly. That's why it's so brilliant."
"I'm not going there, dad."
Not if I don't tell you beforehand. You'll think you're going to Munich.I'll claim to have made a simple mistake and booked Kharkov. Kharkov, Munich. easily confused. Both have an "h' in their name.
"Do you want to go to Kharkov Lexie?"
"No!"
"What about if I give you 30 euros each day?"
"How many days will we be there, Dad?"
"Three."
"Yeah, OK then."
I love Lexie. He'll do anything for money.
"Do I have to spend the money there, Dad?"
"We'll discuss that later."
"Look at all those air-conditioners."
Lexie's an observant lad.
"We'll go in the spring."
Just to be clear about this: I really do think Kharkov looks wonderful.https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445569787371915337-3582077711999883441?l=barclayperkins.blogspot.com
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Me and Andrew have just been doing a bit of Google travelling. He checked where has streetview and up popped Kharkov.
I'd only heard of it as the site of a nasty battle in WW II. One of those bloody Eastern Front slug fests.
I thought it might have been smashed to hell. But on streetview it's a wonderland. Like Prague circa 1985. One of the favourite places in space and time. It'll be one of the first places I revisit when the time travel stuff gets sorted.
Look:
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUY0FJ_gmJg/UDe4czKCIDI/AAAAAAAAKkE/1dj5lElP-Es/s640/Kharkov_street.jpg (http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUY0FJ_gmJg/UDe4czKCIDI/AAAAAAAAKkE/1dj5lElP-Es/s1600/Kharkov_street.jpg)
Prague, but with a soupçon de Stalinisme architecture-wise. (Check out the block the tram line leads to.) Magic. Can't wait to get there.
Andrew isn't so keen. "It looks a dump, Dad. Like some Communist country."
"Yes, exactly. That's why it's so brilliant."
"I'm not going there, dad."
Not if I don't tell you beforehand. You'll think you're going to Munich.I'll claim to have made a simple mistake and booked Kharkov. Kharkov, Munich. easily confused. Both have an "h' in their name.
"Do you want to go to Kharkov Lexie?"
"No!"
"What about if I give you 30 euros each day?"
"How many days will we be there, Dad?"
"Three."
"Yeah, OK then."
I love Lexie. He'll do anything for money.
"Do I have to spend the money there, Dad?"
"We'll discuss that later."
"Look at all those air-conditioners."
Lexie's an observant lad.
"We'll go in the spring."
Just to be clear about this: I really do think Kharkov looks wonderful.https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445569787371915337-3582077711999883441?l=barclayperkins.blogspot.com
More... (http://barclayperkins.blogspot.com/2012/08/kharkov-here-i-come.html)