Lost

Ok, living on a $1000 was so traumatic I could not pick up my pen for 3 months. But I survived some may be pleased to know. Not sure what the ukrainians think mind you…

Ok, so I didn’t quite manage to stay within $1000. I had to blow a big wad on the devushka for Valentine’s Day; when the devushka requests it has to be Paris then we know how all dissappointed devushki react, so it had to be Paris. Luckily the restaurant is closer than the city. Paris is not a good destination for after the romantic dinner activities due to it’s menu of oil, oil and oily food, though the fondue was reasonably authentic for Ukraine.

So maybe I blew $1200 in February; well this is probably more like the average Ukrainian anyway now with the advent of the gimme credit society; either everybody is living on credit or I’m in the wrong job.

But now the rub. I have fallen into living cheaply. I find it difficult to spend money on frivoulous things. I walked out of the Pivo Bar when I saw their prices. I am now offended by the $3 cappuccinno. Soon I’ll be catching the tram over the metro to save 35 kopecks.

Now I sit in Borispol airport nice but hidden away cafe on their free wi-fi sipping coffee and wondering why it costs the same in the rip-off airport as in Kharkov.