Check-in was totally transparent as I used my "Blue" Air France card to get into their lounge for a cocktail and a snack.
The flight to CDG airport in Paris was smooth - a Nigerian beside me and a kid and his family heading to Syria, provided comic relief.
Although the food was OK, the seat pitch was horrific. I'm 6'-3" and I was - How do you say? "fuckin' dying". This vintage 747 shoulda' been scrapped a long time ago.
The connection to Kiev was good and with the plane no more than 60% full, I found a row to myself, stretched out and caught a few "zzzz's".
Immigration at BDP was much faster than last year, my luggage was waiting, as was Sergei, the same driver from the rental agency.
Easy, but slow drive into town (less the 130 kph highway limit) and got into the apartment at 1:00 pm.
Same situation again - perfect location, stunning building exterior, decrepid corridors & stairwells, first-class apartment interior, and the elevator worked!







Paid the balance for the joint, and went for a stroll to score air time on the cell, and supplies for the fridge.
Kreschatik was still as full of "eye candy" as I remembered.



That got me motivated real quick - time to get laid.

Dr. J.

Hi,

How were you able to snap these pics without anybody asking you what you were up to? These people seem to be going about their business and not notice someone is taking their pic.

I would seriously would like to know please.

There are cameras all over the cities! All ATMs have cameras. If you are in public, then you can take any picture you want. Haven't you taken photo as a tourist and got some people you don't know in it?

Hi Mr. Kojak,

Sorry if the question sounded naive. As a matter of fact I took pics in Mexico and out of nowhere cops came asking what I was doing and who I was. It turns out they were captured in the picture without me realizing it. They did not like that.