Christmas vacation, or How the girls caroled (continuation, it is also the end)
Christmas Vacation, or How Girls Caroled>>>
We chose the local resort of Morshyn as our place of residence, namely the Boniface Hotel, which we liked last time. Nothing has changed since then, even the deer met us again at the entrance.
The girls, throwing things near the room, rushed to circle the night Morshyn, but I flatly refused, because the next day I really wanted to go skiing, and the resource of my energy was running out. The best solution was to get as much sleep as possible to feel fresh and cheerful in the morning.
I got up early and was surprised - yesterday in Lviv it was very sunny, but not snowy, and then it snowed at night, the ground was covered with snow, a light frost pinched his cheeks, which caused a rise in the festive mood.
Breakfast was also traditional for Christmas, not very useful in terms of maintaining the figure, but delicious. And fragrant Carpathian tea added strength and energy.
Since in the evening we planned to go to a restaurant for Christmas carols, in the morning we decided to go to the pump room with "Morshyn", naively hoping that it will come in handy and save after the holiday feast. For some reason there was no one in the pump room except us, and it was unclear where the vacationers went.
There were even Christmas trees in the hall:
For winter entertainment, we chose the ski resort "Play", because the prices at the popular resort "Bukovel" have not climbed into any gate.
And there were significantly fewer people willing to take over the ski slopes:
Don't believe it, but caroling here too!
There are two options for renting equipment. One official, where you pay for rent and give your passport to the institution, because if you break something, you will be charged the full cost of the kit. And unofficial, that is, the illegals, who have your document about the dulcimer, they only need your money. Either I was afraid to give away my unique ID, I decided to save, or I just wanted to indulge, but instead of skiing I decided to rent a sled and fly down the mountain as a child.
It was great to fly from the mountain! And from the top… The first time the climbs were smaller… Then I puffed like a samovar, but stubbornly pulled the sled up.
Eventually, my face turned red as a watermelon, and the pressure was clearly outrageous, I felt a little dizzy, and my girlfriends took my vehicle and returned it to its owner. It was a sensible and timely decision, because there were a few more climbs, and an ambulance would have to be called. That's where I understood the saying "you love to ride, so love to carry sledges. " Not so easy (and friends sarcastically noticed that there is less to eat).
Running up for free, we went to buy a ticket for the lift, because some beds still took.
The truth is unclear why. Because they stood almost all the time upstairs ...
...well, maybe a few times the lady went down.
Upstairs it was good!
Snow-covered firs, bright white spaces allowed us to just get high from the winter fairy tale and we got high.
It was children's entertainment of respected ladies, but we did not care.
After playing a lot of fools, we went to have lunch at the hut, which is the only one here.
However, we ordered only Carpathian tea and coffee, but the lunch itself was quite modest, formed from dry. soldering from our backpack.
After the snow fitness, you could already go to the festive Christmas parties, replenish burned calories. Arriving at the hotel and dressed up, we go to a restaurant, where we reserved a seat. The restaurant looked pretty nice.
The interior decoration was also festive - fun with interesting photo areas, which we immediately occupied so that everything was as it should be - face, profile.
We didn't have time to finish the photo session, as carolers usually reported to the hall. They had such boredom and longing on their faces that I realized that this was probably the 12th party, and these poor kids were already tired of caroling and entertaining the resting audience.
The guys were very sorry to sing something, but then they were joined by kings and governors and it was more fun, apparently in this age group already poured something stronger compotes.
In the future it became more and more fun. New characters appeared, such as witches, drunken cops and urdalaks.
In the end, the unclean with a braid came at all, and it was already unclear whether it was a holy evening with carols or some kind of witch show.
So girls, if you carol with Hutsuls, then panther at each other, and then the uncles kidnapped.
Those who were tired of giving generously and dancing could breathe fresh air, visiting the garden or walking to the lake.
Later, more and more new characters appeared - some hares who taught us to skillfully repeat dance pas and plie, the local Jijo, a gypsy camp, in short, there was no one in this nativity scene. Cheerful and only! I will note that after such a carol, "Morshinskaya" was already up to one place, where we just dragged it to the ice (it's too late to drink borjomi if the liver fell off).
The next day we planned a trip to the mountains, namely to the Skole Beskids National Park, to admire the mountain peaks from the medieval fortress of Tustan.
I already talked about this unique architectural monument last time. During the construction of the fortress, a natural rock resource was used, to which wooden rooms were added. At present, wooden structures are almost non-existent, and the rocks look quite monumental.
Beautiful views from above:
Our gang also climbed to the top of the observation deck, despite the fact that some were a little stormy.
Here in the "Skole Beskids" is no less unique natural object - the waterfall "Kamyanka". Let's go to the water.
Someone, apparently confusing Christmas with Baptism, decided to dive into the icy water.
I do not recommend anyone to repeat this trick, because it is still very dangerous!
It is better to admire the waterfall, the phenomenon is simply amazing:
See how well the icicles freeze, as if an invisible glassblower creates a work of art.
Around beautiful views…
… but it's time for dinner. A person can admire the beauty in full pleasure only after a delicious meal.
So, we go to the tavern we have already tested to Mrs. Nadezhda. We order an unsurpassed Carpathian ear and a delicious kebab that remains the same in our preferences.
All these delicacies under Hutsul liqueur create an even more festive mood. Maiden carols are coming to a logical end, but we really want to stay here for another hour.
Yes, not all cats Shrovetide. It is necessary to return to the team, to the homeland, to work. Thank you to Western Ukraine for such a warm welcome and say goodbye to the Carpathian species for new meetings!
