...was unplanned and unexpected. One reason I am usually a lone rider is I like to go. I don't like to wait for the rest of the riders in a pack, nor stop so often.
From Одесса, I was certain I could reach Зализный Порт or Херсон or, at least Николаев, on our first leg of this road trip.
However, Жанна and her luggage was another factor. We needed to make "adjustments" along the way.
Since the rental of our flat in Киев, this was the first time we collaborated on finding temporary lodging. It wasn't advertised in this tiny town. It was word of mouth. It required Жанна and her language skills. Her nerves were already frazzled.
She did an excellent job! We got a bedroom in a house. Again, there was a courtyard and outside facilities. The entrance/exit was through the kitchen.
I don't know how the cows know it's time to come home. Unlike me, cows like to travel in packs. But, they each have a different home address in Коблево. So, they need to be cut, sorted and driven when they arrive. Коблево doesn't use saddle horse cowboys for this. The town matrons do it as a group. I even saw one out in the field on a bicycle using a cell phone. (Sorry, no picture of that.)
Коблево was a delightful rest along the way...
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