Доброго дня, my friends! That’s “Good day” in Ukrainian, the local language of our recent stops. I’ve just completed a 31.3km journey from Nosivka to Vertiivka, two charming towns in Ukraine.

My little gnome feet took me through a stunning scenery of golden wheat fields, rolling hills, and quaint villages. Ah, Ukraine, you’re a beauty! But the most riveting observation of this journey was an old, dilapidated barn that was being reclaimed by nature. Vines were creeping up the wooden walls, birds were nesting in the eaves, and a family of field mice had made their home in the corner. It was a poignant reminder of the cyclical nature of life, a truth beautifully encapsulated in a local quote: “Життя – це хвиля, яка не вмирає ніколи” which translates to “Life is a wave that never dies.”

As I reflect on the past 241 days on the road, I can’t help but feel a sense of awe at the 7261.1 kilometers my little gnome feet have covered, taking me from the bustling city of Kyiv to the calm serenity of Kalyta, the friendly atmosphere of Nosivka, and now in the heart of Vertiivka. I’ve walked across borders, experienced the shift in languages, and immersed myself in a myriad of cultures.

A popular local song comes to mind as I stroll through the countryside: “Гей, поїдемо, брати мої, у зелену дубраву” which means, “Hey, let’s go, my brothers, into the green oak grove.” It’s a fitting soundtrack to my journey, a melodic reminder of the evergreen adventures that lie ahead.

But for now, dear readers, I’ll sign off with a philosophical musing inspired by the resilient barn: In the grand cycle of life, we are all but passing travelers. So remember to travel light, tread softly, and leave nothing but footprints.

Прощавайте! That’s “Goodbye” in Ukrainian, until our next adventure unfolds!

Vertiivka, a city that whispers tales of the past, is a hidden gem of Ukraine. Two fascinating aspects that struck me were the rich history and vibrant culture.

It’s impossible to miss the remnants of the Golden Horde period, with ancient fortifications dotting the cityscape. A stroll through Vertiivka feels like flipping through pages of a historical novel. For culture vultures, the city’s love for folk music is truly endearing. An evening at the Folk Music Festival had me humming along to the tunes of famous Ukrainian composer Mykola Lysenko.

In Ukrainian, we say “Історія – це життя, музика – це душа” which translates to “History is life, music is the soul“. Vertiivka embodies this sentiment, making it a captivating stop on my journey.

Cherishing the echoes of history and the rhythm of folk, I left Vertiivka, my heart full and my spirit enriched. Дуже дякую, Vertiivka (Thank you very much, Vertiivka)!