Vorokhta, Ukraine, 5/29/17, 8:30 PM
Yesterday, a little after the noon hour, I arrived in the beautiful village of Vorohkta in the Carpathian Mountains, having caught the morning train from Ivano-Frankivsk.

Now, later in the evening, as I'm writing this a train pulls into town on the track right beside my Guest House Hotel, a fabulous location as it's just 1/2 block to the train station and 1/2 block to the center of this small village and right next to the railroad tracks,
Last night I woke with a train going by and it shook the house a bit, but I don't mind. I love trains and having them near is a comfort, hearing the clickety-clack of their wheels and the low mournful sound of their horn in the night. And thinking they may be headed to the far away cities of Lviv or Kyiv adds to the romance of the time and space they inhabit where I love to be.