Old Lviv in old photos
14 May 2015 •
Travel time: with 14 February 2015 on 15 February 2015
I was born in Lvov and lived there with my parents, of course, until the age of 6. It was a long time ago, but Lvov was in my memory not just a city in the west of Ukraine, but exactly the Motherland. Then I was only passing through. . .
And lucky: on February 14 we got to Lvov. The first day was beautiful, sunny and the air really smelled of love : -) The next day was cold, but so . . incomprehensibly good. As if playing familiar music, but in a new arrangement. Despite the cold, the city warmed with hospitality, it smelled of coffee, it was noisy with people and bells.
Upon returning to Rivne, it seemed that I was still there. . .
It still doesn't "let go" : -) Waiting for the next meeting!
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