The Brits (B, N, and A) arrived in Kiev on August 13th. They were flying Aerosvit, and were supposed to get in at 7:30pm. Their flight was delayed by three hours. They were told that the plane was late coming in from Kiev; however, when they were finally able to board, B learned the truth. As they were walking down the gate towards the aircraft, B noticed a clipboard containing some official looking paperwork, unguarded and just begging to be read. It was the maintenance manifest. Apparently the flight was delayed because they COULDN'T FIND THE KEY. Seriously. (Their taxi driver in Kiev asked them if their flight had been delayed because of the London riots. Sadly, no.)
Meanwhile, the taxi driver whom Pavel and I had requested to meet the Brits was getting a little cranky. At 11:00pm, he called us to say that everyone had disembarked and our three folks were not on the plane. We told him to keep waiting. Five minutes later he called to say that he had found them. Woohoo! They didn't make it to our apartment in Obolon (northern Kiev) until just after midnight.
A, N, me, B, and Rosya the cat
The next day (or at least up until 11pm - but that madness belongs to my next post) was pretty laid back. We all slept in, then went out to eat Georgian food and explore the city. I took them to Mimino - which I have to admit I'd been eating in pretty regularly since I discovered it. Then we wandered around the city, taking pretty much the same route I took the other day - from Kontraktova Ploshcha down to Pochtova Ploshcha, up the funicular, around St. Michael's Cathedral and St. Andrew's Church, then down the Andriyivskyy Descent and back to Kontraktova Ploshcha.
N & A and tons of khachapuri
B meets Kontraktova Ploshcha dog for the first time
A interacts with a statue, as one does
St. Michael's Cathedral
Random church. I don't know its name, but it just looked so different from typical churches in the area that I had to photograph it.