Twenty six years ago almost to the day, I found myself in Kyiv for the first time. It was also my first train ride experience. Tonight I walked through the train station and remembered that crazy day 26 years ago.
There are some things that haven’t changed: the amount of people waiting for trains; some of the kiosks selling last minute supplies, homeless taking a respite from the cold before the police run them out.
I don’t have any photos, however, there are some big changes to the what is called the “south hall” of the train station. Twenty six years ago, the south hall didn’t exist. Now, just meters away, there are 2 new McDonalds, a large supermarket, a huge KFC, plus a large number of restaurants.
When I consider what changes have been made in my life due to living abroad, I realize how blessed I am. God uprooted a boy from a small town (we call them villages here) and moved me across the Atlantic Ocean to a country named Ukraine.
Thanks for being a part of the journey…