Breakfast at the hotel was, interesting. The menu, in Ukrainian only, didn't really have anything to interest me, so I asked for fresh orange and scrambled egg. The eggs were presented like an omelette, had no taste and were covered in a layer of grease. When the bill came the orange was 3 times more expensive than anything else. Two valuable lessons learned again this morning.

My friend, and English teacher in the local University, had to go into work for an hour to asses a student who had not done so well in his exams. I tagged along so that the guy had to talk to me and my friend would assess his linguistic ability. I thought the guy communicated well enough to be understood, but my friend was not so impressed with his ability.

After the work was done, we met my friend's brother who was going to drive us to an historic town in the Ukraine called Kamianets'-Podil's'kyi. On the way we stopped at their Grandmothers house for some lunch. Here I was greeted by my friend's Mother, Grandmother and a nephew, and I was given a huge bowl of borsch, which was very nice, and then some dumplings and meat. I could not finish the borsch, but ate enough to be polite, and then started on the dumplings and meat. Again, I did not have too much of these, I just had little appetite for any food, good though it was.

We then drove on through the rain on the bumpy roads taking the nephew with us, along a road they call the 'mother-in-laws tongue' due to the fact that is it long and winding. The sun came shining through as we entered Kamianets'-Podil's'kyi.
Our first stop in the town following a picture stop, was to have a play with a bow and arrow. I was not too good with this, the arrows had no flights, so no matter how I aimed they flew off in any direction they liked, and each time I fired the bow, the string whipped my arm resulting in serious bruising.

Crossing the bridge to the castle, my friend's brother pointed out an old wooden building in the trees below. This was a church, the oldest church in Ukraine. Entering the castle I was informed that 500 years ago this had been the front line in the battle between the Turks and the Ukrainians. I like castles so was very interested in walking around inside, looking in the different rooms and reluctantly posing for pictures in my mucky t-shirt.

The sun was very strong by now and we were very warm, we walked back up the hill, had a cold drink and headed into a museum of money from the area. This was kind of interesting, especially when it came up-to-date, and had a bunch of credit cards on display. We then moved on into the torture chamber and had a look at some of the instruments of torture. Needless to say these are very alike the world over. Throughout the museum and torture chamber, we were accompanied by a woman, whose sole purpose was to switch on and off lights and effects. This made me smile.

By now it was late afternoon and we had a 2 hour journey to complete. We decided to quickly have a look at a church in the town that had been changed between a church and a mosque many times during the battles some 500 years ago. Unfortunately this was closed so we headed back.
On arriving back to the hotel, the nephew was very keen to see my motorbike, so we all went to have a look. I encouraged him to climb onto the seat which he did, and was very well behaved, not reaching for any controls, or pressing any buttons.

We then parted company and arranged to meet up later for dinner.