Ukraine Refugee Assistance

DarkMonohue said:

In reply to Hungary Bill (Forum Supporter) :

NLA? I bet not. If I am seeing it correctly, that's 87245-89181, and believe (EDIT: CONFIRMED) I can have one sitting at the counter in Seattle on Thursday morning. And if that doesn't work, you can cross that number at Rock Auto to a Continental 63235 or a Gates 18789.

Say the word, baby bird!

Correct, sir!

I've found it locally for $65 but haven't pulled the trigger.  I'm going to order a CSF 3-row radiator (we're getting to that part of the story) from RockAuto and might add that in to the order as well.

No idea why Toyota here couldn't come through on this one....

VikkiDp said:

In reply to Hungary Bill (Forum Supporter) :

Ha-ha-haaa!!! i found the cat in the middle of all of this  she/he(?) looks very surprised - what the hell is going on here? 

hahahaha!  That's Luke.  Yeah, he was NOT ammused.

Trip Report 7:

Holy smokes, it is taking forever to get out of the EU this time.  We stop at a fuel station shortly after our second hose let loose and bought fuel and radiator water.  We've decided that we're going to keep a jug with us "just in case" (the cooling system, it seems, is going to be our flavor of choice this trip).  Mrs. Hungary also buys me a new notebook to jot notes down in.  It cant be more than 20 pages in total, and Anna and Elsa from "Frozen" adorn the cover (quick side note:  Big Hero 6 was released at the same time, and is a MUCH better movie.  There.  I said it).

I've been meaning to every stop, but we finally get the light covers back on the KC lights.  We only had them on because it was dark when we started.  We're really trying to keep things short because we have high hopes of catching back up to that Ukrainian man in a van, but we probably wont make it.  It's raining and I'm getting tired again.  Just before the border, we fire up our second GPS unit (the Tom-Tom, we now call "Heathrow" because of his British accent and last minute directions).

At the border I'm hoping for a nap, but wouldn't you know it?  There's no one at this crossing and we're ushered right into the inspection area.  This is good and bad

 good that it moves fast

Bad that we were in the front of the line and didn't get to watch anyone in front of us before we went in.  We have no idea what we're doing (and it shows.  Again, no two border crossings have ever been the same).  In the middle of getting directions, not understanding them, then understanding them but having to repeat the process because I "didn't inch forward slow enough and now have to reverse and do it again but slower", we finally get stuck.  Normally someone will point at a paper or something and say (foreign words here) and we can see "ah yes, we need to put our passport number there".

but not this person.  He's trying to talk to us, but darn it if we just cant get what he's saying!  Eventually we give up and phones come out.  We call Vikki and ask her for help.  She sounds very busy.  I tell her what's happening and then like magic an english speaker comes around the corner.  We thank Vikki, all is sorted, and we get through.

woof.

We get back in touch with Vikki on the phone and she explains that she's frantically trying to get the UV disinfectant lamps to Dnipro (as this is the last possible second to do it if we're going to bring them with us to the Prenatal center), but not have the money withdrawn yet.  I check my account again and the money is still sitting there.  There's nothing that we can do, so we inch forward to our next place in line on the Ukrainian side.  I say good afternoon in Ukrainian to a guard that just happens to be smoking a cigarette next to the driver's side door when we stop and he turns out to be the MOST HELPFUL man on the planet!  Seriously.  He walked Mrs. Hungary and I through the entire Ukrainian operation, from beginning to end.  I loved it.

Back in the truck it's time to inch forward again and the power steering is acting funny.  I don't hear the belt slip, but the "power" bit is kind of intermittent...  It knocks it off and we go, but now this is in the back of my mind.  Mrs. Hungary is checking the bank account one last time before we lose reception and holy crap if our account isn't showing "money sent"

We might just pull this off after all! 

VikkiDp said:

In reply to Hungary Bill (Forum Supporter) :

But I always thought that took away from the organic feel of what we were doing.  When you see the Toyota, there's no doubt that this is someone's personal vehicle.  Not a charity, not an organization, but a person.

And when you see that person, in their personal vehicle, headed east, loaded to the axles... well, there's no question what that person is going to do.  When you see that person headed west, dirt covered, adorned with "Humanitarian Aid" decals, completely empty... There's no question of what that person just did.

I always hoped that people in Ukraine would see that connection and relate.  This isn't a million dollar charity, it isn't the Red-Cross, this isn't a person in uniform.  Someone in jeans and a t-shirt, with a vehicle that's really no different than the Mitsubishi Pajero or the Lada Niva that their neighbor has, is hauling stuff in and handing it out to where it's needed.  I want more than anything for people to be able to relate to it and see that it could be them in the driver's seat instead of me.

You know - I always tell everyone that you are a simple person who is just helping and there are many, many more simple people around the world who also support Ukraine - just people who come together and do what they can and as we can see they're doing a lot!!! It always impresses people - they feel that support!!!

Many times I've been asked what kind of a foundation, a charity or an organization you are, and i've said it's just people like you and me. 

 

I really really like this.  I like that it's just a bunch of us working our own resources together to get help to those who need it.

Anything needed can be delivered.  No requirements.  No expectations.  No questions asked.

Let's go back to April for a moment 

It's a spring day, a little drizzle. The April mission is officially over!!! 

Bill and I are standing on the porch of the children's hospital with the truck parked next to us. To get here, we just drove down one of the prettiest streets in the city alonfg the Dnipro river. It might have seemed like nothing was going on - no war – high traffic, people walking on the waterfront or going about their business, blossoming flowers and green grass. But…but... it just seems like it. People are just trying to live (and I'll tell you, it gets more and more difficult the further it gets – my feelings and many other people around). The presence of war can be felt in the air - a lot of military vehicles in the city, a lot of people in military uniforms and many other things. The war is too close. Yes, there were no russian soldiers in Dnipro - thank our warriors, but… there are many places damaged by russian missiles and it's never what you expect to see along the way. And now we were near one of those places that had suffered the most.

Sorry Bill, but that's where we're going. A few minutes on the road and we're at our destination. When we got there the rain intensified. We stood looking at the destroyed apartment building and were completely oblivious to the drops running down our faces - what we saw in front of us was absolutely insane. Ruins, but people still continue to live here, in the courtyard there’s a playground for kids to play on, nearby a market, shops and big complex of children hospitals. Just an ordinary urban residential neighborhood. Is it really real? it's hard to believe this is happening in the civilized world. It’s insane…

It's time to get back in the truck and we're quiet. I am completely consumed with thoughts of everything that is going on, how the war has affected each and every one of us.

I'm brought out of my reverie by the sound of my phone - a few more moms got notifications that gifts were rushing to their kids, that’s great and makes me smile!!! I tell Bill that i can't even imagine how many people we helped by banding together - WE ALL!!! That's very powerful and so amazing!!!

Then I realize that Bill has taken the road we need without me telling him to do so – hey, man!!! you're really good at navigating this city!!!

I invite Bill for 20 minutes tea and borsht break - this run we have some free time and I think a little respite for him before the next push to Kiev is a good idea. Well, Bill doesn’t mind 

We pass by several more destroyed buildings - you can't get used to it… never.. and it's definitely not what you expect to see in your way.

Close to my house - a good road ends and we laugh together that it reminds Bill of Africa in some ways - BilI I hope you had some fun 

What's even funnier is that this road started being repaired this coming Monday and now it’s perfect!!!

This's not over yet. Stay tuned.

In reply to VikkiDp :

That apartment still leaves me speechless.  The last time we visited it, it was the now door-less refrigerators with the containers of food still in them...  I know Mrs. Hungary didn't have any words when she saw it either.

New day, new update.  Real quick:  I've just sent off our monthly donation to the Kisgorbo shelter.  They're having a village day on the 9th of this month, but I wont be able to attend.

Trip Report 8:

Finally we're in Ukraine now, and it's heavy rain as we make our way through.  I'm doing something I don't normally do and that is repeating the same route twice.  There was a lot of nice scenery on the last run and having Mrs. Hungary with me, I want her to see it too (the problem is, I'm driving like a maniac while she's trying to take pictures).  One thing we notice this time that I hadn't noticed before were all the people sitting along the road selling fruits and vegetables:

We're both suckers for fresh fruits and vegs, especially when the seller grew it themselves.  We don't want to stop now, though as things will get bruised.  Instead we make it a point to stop at one on our way out of country.

The billboard says "Ukraine will win! And I'm the one who will protect her.  Join the Armed Forces of Ukraine".

Trip Report 9

Into the foothills we go, and the views are just spectacular!  Mrs. Hungary will later tell me she saw a house for sale in this area, and we should 100% go back and look at it (I wouldn't object one bit)

Trip Report 10

I'm combing through HUNDREDS of photos on my phone right now.  Mrs. Hungary really must have enjoyed this section of the trip.

We stop at the same cemetary I stopped at last time.  The one with all the fresh graves.  We walked through together this time and spent more time looking at things.  It's worse than I though.  The new section I thought had been started because of the war were almost all dug because of the fighting but what I missed last time was the fact that there were family plots in the old section as well and it too housed the casualties of the war.

(photo from previous run, as we did not take photos this time out of respect)

There were people in attendance as well.  Cleaning off the graves, and cleaning up the yard.  We didn't stay too long, and soon we were on the road.  Just a ways away, we stopped at our first fuel stop.  In doing so, we realized we had left the side sliding windows open on the truck (from the border crossing)

Crap!!!

Ok, passenger side is no problem.  It's a big box of stuffies, and it barely got wet.  Drivers side let a little more water in, but the sum-total of the damage was a coin size hole in one paper bag.  No harm, no foul.

that was close.

Off and down the road again, we make it a few KMs from the fuel station and the engine temperature is starting to creep up again.  We pull over and find the radiator is 2-liters low.  Why, you ask?  Because there are two pin-holes in the upper radiator tank

Well.  I guess we know what we'll be fighting with on this trip.

We grab some coffee as well, and I'm still mindful of that power steering issue.  Again, I don't hear the belt slipping but it's like the pump isn't putting out consistent pressure...  But what's driving me crazy is there seems to be no rhyme or reason as to how or when I can induce the fault.  Sometimes turning the steering wheel fast does it, and other times a gentle lane change might trigger it...  It's weird.

Anyhoo, on we go.

Trip Report 11

Man, it is getting dark out and I will never be comfortable driving through these blacked out cities.  Even with the KC Daylighters on the roof, our top speed is about 80kph...  In the truck, things are starting to get silly.  It starts with some awful music and only devolves from there:

Eventually our 80kph slows to 70kph and it's getting harder to stay awake. 

We eventually stopped at an Okko for fuel, and I bought some power steering fluid without checking my levels first.  When I got to the truck you can imagine my surprise when I found the reservoir completely full!

Now this doesn't make sense.  This fault is happening WAY more often now, and it's getting worse.  Mentally, I'm preparing for a return trip without power steering at all.  I do some poking and find that the belt is loose.

Now why would the belt be loose?

Because all the bolts fell out of the power steering pump bracket!!!!

I guess all those washboard roads in Africa, all the awful roads in Hungary, and about 6 trips to Ukraine finally vibrated the teeth completely out of the poor girl!  The only (and I really do mean "only") bolt still holding the bracket on was on the front of the engine.  I tried to make a video, but it's not entirely clear what's happening:

A crescent wrench, especially one of this size, would absolutely NOT be my normal go to for something like this.  But my wrench index is buried in the back, and I really don't feel like unpacking...

We got things tightened back down (we never did check torques like we said we would) and with the WIFI we updated our GPS and messaged Vikki. 

Sometime after midnight we pulled over at a closed diner, leaned against the windows, and went to sleep.

Good night, Ukraine.

Quick pause in the action for our weekly update.  Here goes:

Ok, our transfer of funds to Kisgorbo happened right on schedule.  Funds were fired off on Friday the 1st of September and we've already collected 166,344huf towards our October 1st transfer.  It's worth noting that I've received an invite to a "village day" in Kisgorbo this weekend but will be unable to attend as we had already planned to host a barbecue with friends (and that kinda bites, because we NEVER plan to host barbecues...)

I've ben doing some thinking and have decided that we are going to open our Christmas drive funding through GoFundMe on November 1st.  This should give us plenty of time to collect the money needed to purchase our children their wishes for the holiday.  As we get closer to December we will have a good idea of the dollar amount we can allot to each child, and work on making a wish list from there.

I still have Ira's chocolates and sweets in hand.  I'm holding out for that box of supplies to arrive.  We're still tracking on schedule as school has only JUST started out here so we're very much in the very beginnings of the school year.

We still have our 200 decompression needles on hand and I am happy to say that we can now start working on procuring the chest vents!  Mrs. Hungary's car sold for its FULL dollar amount on Sunday, and right now I am paying back the credit card from our decompression needle purchase.  The person who purchased the vehicle is an American and is able to transfer the cash directly to my USD account stateside, but is limited to $1000 a day.  So this is going to take about 4-5 more days before it's all in the account and settled.  I am absolutely stoked though.  Easily the best car selling experience of my life (the guy buys cars like I do.  Shows up, drives it for 2-seconds, pays full price), and we invited his family over to the barbecue and hope for more good times.

Leeeeets see, what else.  I think that's about it for new developments!

Happy Monday, everyone!

Ok.  Donation link updates

Currently Open:

Kisgorbo Refugee Shelter (Monthly Sustainment):  paypal@gmail address (Hungarian Forint)

Hospitallers Battalion (chest vents needed):  paypal@yahoo address (US Dollars)

Currently in Work:

Hospitallers Battalion Amazon lists

• US Based List:  https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/399BDXHVTXLBF?ref_=wl_share
• Europe Based List:  https://www.amazon.de/hz/wishlist/ls/3MMLJUWGLY7JS?ref_=wl_share

Note on Amazon wishlist issues: 

I'm afraid I have zero power over the Amazon wishlist issues.  Once the warning is gone, we can try to fire off a test shot and see what happens.

Rebeka M. Communication is ongoing.  I've fired a test shot from each amazon list to my PO box.  Once success has been confirmed then I will post the address here and give her the green light to share with her followers who want to send their items instead of money.

Currently Closed:

GoFundMe:  Expect this channel to open on the 1st of November for our Christmas run.

This video came across my feed today.  Although we're not specifically featured, I think you'll see a now familiar face early on in the filming.  Youtube tells me it was released 13-days ago.  That would be about the time we were returning from being our part in our "Fragment of Ukraine". 

It's a documentary on 5-different supply chains and ways they help Ukraine.

Slight NSFW language (out of frustration) at the beginning and I'm going to give a trigger warning at the end.  If you don't want to hear what happens after a drone hits an apartment, then stop the video when they start counting drones (there are 12 of them.  One hits the camera man's neighbors.  They all survive)

In reply to Hungary Bill (Forum Supporter) :

 I'm doing something I don't normally do and that is repeating the same route twice.  There was a lot of nice scenery on the last run and having Mrs. Hungary with me, I want her to see it too 

You know, i love this part of Ukraine so much, i've been down this road many times in different seasons. And i can definitely

say that these sceneries and views are always incredibly beautiful!!! ALWAYS!!!

I'm so glad that you and Mrs. Hungary got to see it all 

P.S. I'm not so sure it would be a good idea to go that route in winter. We should to think about a new route? 

P. P. S. The rest of Ukraine is no less beautiful, it's just different, but a lot of places are off-limits now or too dangerous and some have been destroyed altogether - it's very, very hurts 

In reply to Hungary Bill (Forum Supporter) :

The billboard says "Ukraine will win! And I'm the one who will protect her.  Join the Armed Forces of Ukraine"

small correction if i may 

"Ukraine will win! If you will protect her."

In reply to Hungary Bill (Forum Supporter) :

  I do some poking and find that the belt is loose.

Now why would the belt be loose?

Because all the bolts fell out of the power steering pump bracket!!!! 

I guess all those washboard roads in Africa, all the awful roads in Hungary, and about 6 trips to Ukraine finally vibrated the teeth completely out of the poor girl!  The only (and I really do mean "only") bolt still holding the bracket on was on the front of the engine. 

OMG  whaaat?

Why do all these adventures love this dude so much?  

(rhetorical question ) 

Much appreciated for the correction on the translation.  I was using Google lense and much prefer to have a native speaker's input

Yeah, I don't think I'll be running the mountains in December.  The weather is cold enough already, and the cargo too important to get stuck in a snow storm.  I have an idea for a route though, and will send it to you as we get closer.

As for the adventure?  Mrs. Hungary says that the truck knows I need something to write about

Trip Report 12:

Up at 4am and it is COLD.  We didn't dig out our sleeping bags and instead just used a flannel and a hoodie for warmth.  The windows are all fogged over from us breathing all night, and I'm the first one up so I check fluids while Mrs. Hungary comes to.

Oil is good, but the coolant is just over a liter low.  No prob.

Preparations are nonexistent and we're on the road by 4:11.  Remember when I said we didn't need the heater because it was summer?  Well no one told summer that.  Mrs. Hungary is wearing both the flannel and the hoodie, and I'm just fine.  But I would appreciate heated defrosting air about now, I tell you what...

We stop at a WOG gas station for our morning routine.  Teeth are brushed, we got hot coffee, and stretch our legs.  It's really never fun sleeping in the truck seats that first night. 

If you're ever buying coffee at a fuel station in Ukraine, the process goes exactly like this:

First you pay for your coffee.  This is separate from any other transactions you're doing.  Ordering is easy as "Americano" and "Cappuccino" are pronounced in Ukraine the exact same way you pronounce them in every other language (go figure, right?).  Cappuccino is the easiest because there are no questions, Americano is slightly more difficult because the cashier is going to ask if you want milk.  So when she asked me the expected question, I answered "Hi" (pronounced "Knee") even though I didn't understand a single word of what she said.

and that folks, is how you do that!

except it isn't...  My response caused complete confusion, so you shouldn't really listen at all to my coffee buying advice.  When everything was cleared Mrs. Hungary got a cup, I paid, and did not get my americano.

(for completion, you take your receipt to the machine, scan it, and press the button to make your order.  done and done)

No worries though, as I have two bottles of canned coffee in the truck.  Not that it does either one of us any good.  We still look like roadkill

(singing "on the road again....")

Update 13

Sunflowers showing respect to those still in the east.  I bet this place looks absolutely wonderful earlier in the season.  We have the music off at this point and are just enjoying the views.  It isn't until after breakfast that we start to see our first smattering of military vehicles.  This part of the country is so different now than it was a year ago, it's insane.

I eventually get my warm coffee at a fuel stop, and my mind wanders a bunch.  About how much things have changed in the west.  About how in the beginning everything was confusing so things were being moved all over.  Throughout the winter things became more static, so the pieces remained in play.  it makes sense so that's what I use to reason through the lack of a  military presence.

Case and point are these concrete fortifications:

We decided a picture would be allowed now, and safe to post, as this fortification is vacant and has been for quite some time.  When I first started driving into country, these were manned and armed to the teeth!  I'd stop at a good handful just between the border and Lviv.  Driving to Dnipro meant many many more.  I point out the ones that stuck in my memory from previous drives.  Where I found my first english speakers, where a detour used to be (and how the man and I could absolutely NOT figure out what each other was saying), where one soldier asked me if I had any spare tourniquets...  And now they're all just vacant.

With only 6-hours to go, Mrs. Hungary and I are mostly enjoying the sights and taking opportunities for photo ops.  One such occasion was at a place that I always thought was a flag shop.

I never stopped before because I wasn't interested in buying a flag as a souvenir, but this time I saw one that caught my eye.  A snake island flag!!!

And I HAD to buy it.  I thought even if I didn't keep it, I could send it to someone as a raffle prize.

So we slammed on our brakes and checked the place out.

When we went inside, the place was definitely not a flag shop.  It looked like it might be a restaurant (except I know the Cyrillic spelling of "pectopaH"), and food was being unloaded, but other than that Mrs. Hungary and I had no idea what the place was.

We shrug it off, I snap the photos and we're back at the truck.  Unfortunately the coolant needle is reading quite hot!  When I investigate, I found that our radiator was one and a half liters low

So what's causing all this loss of coolant?  I'm glad you asked.  Two pin-holes in the upper radiator tank.  They're absolutely tiny, but when the system is full and pressurized, then it just shoots out the liquid in a needle-thin stream.

Meh.  Nothing that's going to stop us.  We just have to top it up from time to time.

Update 14

I topped up the radiator with the coolant I had, but 8 minutes later we pulled into a fuel station to buy some more.   Better to have it and not need it, than need this stuff and not have it.

Still mentally going over what's to come, Mrs. Hungary and I decide we'll shoot for a landing in Dnipro by 15:00 today.  We can form a human chain to get the packages from the truck to Vikki in the office.  This way Mrs. Hungary can use our system of organization to keep things from getting confused.  Once done, I'll reconfigure the truck for our extra passenger, we'll load up the supplies delivered to us from the office, and all head over to the hospital together!

but first we've got to get there.

Again, even with the stops we're still way ahead of schedule.  But this again gives us an opportunity to do something we've never done in Ukraine before:  SLOW DOWN

and that's exactly what we do.  We stop and take photos of all the interesting stuff we usually blast right past:

Ok, I should explain that second photo a bit.  We were excited for two reasons:  1st was that it was the "#1 Novoposht office" and second because of the dual meaning of "number 1" (the best).  That's all.  Just us being silly

Update 15

The moment you've been waiting for. 

We're organized, we're prepared, and we jump into action.

And speaking of "organized and on it", Vikki has ordered the USB rechargeable LED lamps for the kids and scheduled their delivery to coincide with our drop off.  We accepted the box, opened it up, and are adding lamps in to our pre-packed school supply packages!

Would you look at the size of some of these boxes??? 

Remember our 3-year old Milana that needed clothes?  That's these two boxes.  Clothes, jackets, shoes, winter gear, backpack, toys.... You name it, and she's getting it!

Update 16

Ok, with the last of the boxes sent inside it's now my task to reorganize the truck and get it ready for our passenger.  This is a problem for two reasons.  The first is "We still have a truck load of stuff to deliver!!!!", the second is Vikki also bought and scheduled delivery of our Bactosfera disinfectant lights to arrive today, and we need to make room for those now too (and they're delicate)

To give you an idea of how much is going on, as we were unloading boxes a truck pulled up to the office and started sending them out.  Add in our reception of the LED lights and the UV disinfectant lights, the reorganization of the truck AND we were also accepting packages of sweets and chocolates for the kids....

It was like watching ants swarm over their nest after someone stepped on it.

And unfortunately it didn't all go to plan either.  We had one scare where we were about to send a box to the wrong family (but we caught it JUST in time), and we also received bad news that a box of chocolates for our Ukrainian children at the school in Budapest was accidentally sent to an office in Kyiv.  There's no way they could get it to Dnipro before we left town...

Update 17

Not all the families get their stuff sent from the same office.  I know you've seen me parked here before, and this trip is no different

See Sergei's car in the background?  Hi Sergei!

Sooooo, looking at the shipping label next to the "this way up," what exactly are you sending her? I know what "I" end up getting/sending with that one, which could be appropriate for where she is, but she's 3. 

Edit: refer to update 15. 

Update 18

Next up is the Prenatal center, and Sergei is off like a SHOT!  He's leading this charge and he driving like we're going to be late to something that we're going to be really late for.  Luckily for me I topped up the radiator when I was reorganizing the truck.

We are FLYING through the downtown and across the waterfront area.  I'm giving Mrs. Hungary a tour of all the stuff I've seen on previous visits...

This was the bridge you saw get hit by a missile while traffic was on it earlier in the war....  There's the Parus Hotel, look back and you'll see Ukraine's trident.  Up ahead is the... there's the... they call that place... I took that picture right there... and so on.  Mrs. Hungary is loving it.  She's impressed at my knowledge of the city, I can tell :P

Eventually we're at our destination.  It's not the same building, but we find the entrance on our 2nd try.  We hop out and the doctors exclaim something in Ukrainian.

"They're shouting 'it's the same you guy in the same truck!'" Vikki tells us.

That makes me feel warm and fuzzy all over.  No time to dally though, we have supplies to unload. 

Stuffies, UV lights, baby clothes and supplies... It's all unloaded and taken inside.  We take a couple quick pictures, shake hands, thank each other (a lot) and the lead doctor wants to tell us about what they do there.  "Reanimation" she says.

Sarah and I look at each other for a second.  Certainly she means a different word, right?

"No.  That's what we do here for children.  Reanimation"

Dear berkeleying god, how much I hope that such a procedure didn't have to exist.  I couldn't imagine such a thing being my profession and I am so darn glad that there are people out here like these doctors and nursed who are doing it.  It's something I don't want to think about in the best of times, and it's certainly not something I want to think about when the invading military considers this place a legitimate target for their missiles.

We thank them again, but stronger this time and soon are back in the truck.

As we drive out I think we're starting to feel a bit lighter, but then reality immediately sets back in when Mrs. Hungary sees the fortified windows on the children's hospital for the first time.  She snaps a couple pictures:

I still remember the feeling I had the first time I saw it...

We drive of and are going to go by the apartment that was hit by the missile.  The one we saw on our last run.  No pictures this time, those have already been taken.  It's just important to us that we're reminded of what these people live through every day (there have been attacks on Dnipro since our visit).  We stay for just a minute and Mrs. Hungary takes in everything.  Afterwards it's back to Vikki's for Borscht and gifts!

Driving back through, we spot a shelter in place structure: