At a nice, authentic Ukrainian restuarant for dinner tonight, recommened by a Swiss guy / ex-New Yorker on the plane from Odessa.
Beautiful architecture, nice menu, friendly staff. Ah, the full experience!
And then we hear two Americans at the table opposite from us. It’s rare to hear / see Americans in Ukraine. They weren’t just making small chit chat, though. Through unavoidable eavesdropping I learned at least one of them served in Iraq and both were in the military at some point.
It was a little bit intense to overhear them sharing stories about the war zone as I tried to enjoy the Ukrainian food.