0.7… for each… or travel of Donetsk "Bandera" to Belarus.
"Dark Brazilians are sleeping ... " Dedicated to all Ukrainians (in the soul and according to the passport): Music by M. Bogoslovsky Words inspired Through the dense forests, the potato garden got out of the bus "Ultras" young. There, in the country of potatoes, the guy was noticed, MAZ with riot police filed, called with him. The girls from Brazil made a memorable shot, They went for a walk in the city in the rain ...Guys from Brazil, They look like a "Bandera" And the young man went home… On the border with the Homeland Lieutenant noticed them, Things searched everything - Salo did not find… In the duty-free packed 0.5 "zubrovochki" "Bandera" in Belarus.
It's time to support the Ukrainian club on the international arena again.
Like last time, he was Shakhtar Donetsk, which chose the club "BATE" of our northern neighbors from Borisov (Belarus) in the league championship race. Accord Tour, a constant partner of FC Shakhtar and our Ukrainian tourists, this time offered several different travel options. We chose a budget - a three-day tour for 38 euros with travel on the route Kyiv-Minsk-Borisov-Kyiv. Gathering a company of 8 fans, we headed for victory. The sightseeing tour of the Kyiv railway station was not included in the tour program - we conducted it ourselves (as well as the promenade of the Kyiv metro, the open South Ukrainian Bowling Championship in Dream Town…).
Ilya Symonenko, a representative of Akorda, met us at the agreed location of the railway station and, immersing all fans of "orange" football paraphernalia in the bus, directed us to Belarusian friends.
There were few of us on the bus - as many as 23 people, so comfort was provided to all tourists (and they say that you can't sit on two chairs with one booty? - checked - you can! ). Along the way, a representative of FC Shakhtar thanked on behalf of the club for loyalty to the team and presented a memorable scarf to a football fan. Trifle, and warms the neck! We crossed the border at night. Our border guards checked us for an hour. Their Belarusian counterparts also invested in the specified period of time, but at the same time took everyone through a personal examination. Moreover, they personally reviewed all our belongings by hand, and even forced us to unfurl state flags.
Seeing that we do not eat babies and really go to football, and not to harm the Russian-speaking population, we wished a happy journey.
We were accompanied by "Happy Road to a Bright Future": a traffic police car in front of the bus and a UAZ with riot police in the back… That's how we spent the rest of the night with such an escort. Minsk greeted us with a gloomy sky and light rain. He met something, but did not invite guests… Representatives of the "escort services" stopped us on the outskirts of the Belarusian capital and said that we would wait for the authorities. During the forced downtime we were given the opportunity to admire the silhouettes of prefabricated houses on the horizon on the one hand and the beauty of the Belarusian forest on the other. We were not allowed into the city, and somehow did not want to go to the forest.
After all, the guerrillas… mines… Although the guerrillas did not look like mines here… After an hour and a half of waiting, "Comrade Schwonder" came to us in a "leather jacket" and with all "proletarian determination" announced (literally): "Today in Minsk important political event, so the entry of foreign buses and citizens are PROHIBITED. Yesterday you can and tomorrow you can, and today - FORBIDDEN! ». No evidence from our guide Elijah about the planned tour and FC Shakhtar representative Denis that we are not radical Ultras could not influence his harsh position. We had to "continue the escort - services" and to the accompaniment of autumn rain, we sharpened our tires in Borisov. From the bus window we admired the beautiful pine landscapes and the people who are constantly working on the construction of highways. They say that you can look at three things indefinitely: fire, water and… how do others work? .
By the way, the roads in Belarus are excellent, and if "in Russia there are two troubles - fools and roads", then our northern neighbors have at least one disaster less. Borisov met us with the same "raw-dried" weather, attacks of moisture falling from the sky, and an armored car "MAZ" with brave guys from the riot police. But even their stern looks softened when they saw that it was not Ukrainian-eating goblins who got off the bus, but our Ukrainian women. However, visual agitation will be stronger than propaganda in the media. We parked on the site near the Borisov Arena and after the meal went to meet the people of Borisov. Separately note the stadium: "Borisov Arena" was opened in May 2014 and is something bold and design in the form of UFOs on the outside and a very cozy, modern compact stadium (for less than 13 thousand spectators) inside.
Such an island of capitalism in the post-Soviet space ...
From the stadium to the city we got small groups (8-12) of people in the rain. Since we have not yet settled on the local currency, it was decided to put pressure on pity. "People are good! We are not local ourselves… We got wet… We didn't sleep at night… Help me get there… to the bank ». The second driver of the minibus looked at us and 5 minutes later we were at the ATM. Want to feel like a millionaire? Then you to Belarus! Weighing our pockets by two or three hundred thousand Belarusian rubles (the approximate exchange rate was UAH 1 - 812 rubles), we looked at the Alma market. As it turned out, our visit later became prophetic for FC Shakhtar… We could not decide on the shelves with strong alcoholic beverages: 0.5 or 0.7? 0.7 or 0.5? They took 0.7… for each… and as the result of the match showed later - weren't you wrong? .
We still had enough time and we went where the eyes look.
And they looked at me (subjective opinion) in all directions and there was a feeling that somewhere I had already seen this… Somewhere in the mid 80's of last century: wide streets… prefabricated houses… neat lawns… no MAF (in other words) kiosks with every little thing). If people and foreign cars were not dressed in the current fashion, the illusion of a return to the past would be complete. And everywhere the police… I understand that the enhanced version of the service was associated with our arrival. We were followed by a patrol at a distance of 50-100 meters, and I'm afraid to assume how many plainclothes officers there were around us, and we don't need it. Anyway, we felt safe, and for others we did not pose a danger - well, not our methods? . Compared to the city stadium, we were hit by another rain.
At that time, the youth teams of BATE and Shakhtar started their confrontation there.
Successfully hiding under the roof of the stadium (admission was free), we supported the younger generation of miners. 4-1 in favor of our youth and with a high spirits, wet feet and frozen noses, we headed back. Ahead of us was dinner, a prophetic drink, a photo shoot and the main purpose of our visit - a Champions League match. With the arrival of local fans at the stadium, fences. law enforcement units have noticeably increased. Before the match, we made a sightseeing tour around the stadium. Talking to local fans, we heard repeated prophecies about the victory of BATE, but they did not know that we bought 0.7… Exchanging football scarves in memory of one of the local fans, we entered the arena. The football holiday is ripe… There were 50 of us on the guest podium. I don't know how it was heard on TV, but it seems to us that 12.
We shouted 5.000 locals! In any case, I could not speak on day 4.
I will not talk about the football massacre of BATE - those who want to watch it on TV, but not fans will not be interested. I will just say that we have never had such pleasure from the game. We were in a state of football ecstasy all night, heading home. The gloomy state of the Belarusian border guards on the way back only confirmed the fact that it was not a dream - it was a football holiday on Belarusian soil performed by Ukrainian Brazilians under the Lviv "Chords".
