Lvov dad
It was our first full visit to this beautiful city of Ukraine. No, we, of course, drove through it a couple of times. We managed to appreciate a very comfortable and fresh airport, managed to listen to the hysterical voices of the fans and the clinking of glassware from behind the fence during the general European football madness last summer. We saw trolleybuses, polite policemen and Ivan Franko Park. Everything, on this our knowledge ended.
This time the parking was also short-term, but we still managed to draw a conclusion about the beauty of this Western Ukrainian capital. The weather was very skeptical. Water flowed in streams, the sky periodically sobbed with rain and frowned with thick clouds. Having got out and crossed ourselves from the ski and balneological resort (and I turned my tongue to write in the guidebook) Rozluch, we spent the first half of the day eating and sipping in the bathroom. The wall of rain outside the window was not very inviting to the street.
We were lucky to settle almost in the center in the most luxurious apart-hostel "Under the Holy Spirit". So cool that I even wrote about it separately.
The lair was just right. From the large-format window on the 3rd floor, one could see the monument to Grushevsky, the entire Shevchenko Avenue and the cap of the City Hall.
We spent the evening wandering the cobbled streets and eating a delicious dinner at the Panjska Charka restaurant. Expanding the map of the city, I realized that in front of me was the Ukrainian version of wonderful Krakow. Such a number of museums, monuments and cathedrals cannot be mastered at once. Here you need a planned check-in according to the camp method for a couple of weeks.
The central part of the city is simply incomparable, and an evening tour of the restaurants and cafes of the city can turn into a mandatory program. Restaurant restaurant strife. Very interesting and original places with quite reasonable prices. There is something to pay for. Satisfaction will be achieved 100%.
Already walking the next morning alone with a camera, I noticed that there were simply a lot of people who wanted to take a tour of the city. Walking in the evening with my daughter, we several times came across boys of school age explaining to visiting onlookers the role of a certain monument in the system of Ukrainian values. And at 7 am (! ) I met several groups of tourists, to whom the guides, already a little older, demonstrated their knowledge of the history of the city. I love early morning. The city is burning with the same colors as in the evening, but there are practically no people. But the illumination of buildings in Lviv deserves special attention.
True, it was funny when the very generously lit streets of the morning city suddenly fell into darkness for once, after turning off the lights. Even according to the calendar that day, the Sun promised to wake up at 8.12. Who turned off the light on the streets of the city at 7.40, I never found out. Focusing on my old footprints, I went out in the dark to the central avenue, where the road was illuminated by headlights of cars and lights from the facades of houses.
