On my last morning in Serafyntsi I took a walk from my cousin Maria’s house to the centre of the village. It took about 15 minutes. In the heart of the village I took a moment to drink everything in; it’s hard to imagine a more idyllic place. Cue the owl hooting.
I headed back home a few minutes later, only to be greeted by Sergey in his van, worried that I’d become lost and couldn’t find my way home.
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If you’re where I think, and
If you’re where I think, and if this town is like the nearby (regional capital?) Horodenka, then I think it’s worth a mention that the passivity here is thickly underlain by WWII atrocities. e.g. the selective massacre of all the Jews (half the population of Horodenka, acc to Wikipedia).
“pacificity,” not “passivity”
“pacificity,” not “passivity” I mean.
Yes, Serafyntsi is about 2 km
Yes, Serafyntsi is about 2 km from Horodenka.
I have family from 65km to
I have family from 65km to the south in Chernivtsky (as well as from the countries north and south across the current borders). Everybody I heard tale about bugged out before WWII.
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