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Los Colorados

Music is something on a very important place in my life. And during the last weekend I met my new favourite band! Let me introduce you - Los Colorados from Ukraine.

From the first moment I heard their covers for western hits in their strong slavic voice, I could say I fell in love!

They are from Ternopil which was quite close to my city Franyk and where I was for few hours and met probably the most honest taxi-driver in the whole univers (about him you can read a little later). About the band it's maybe interesting to know that actually they don't speak nor English neither German (although they are singing in those languages)...
I was extremely glad to get their CD for my birthday and they were also the main band that performed during the party!

About awesome Ternopil and its awesome taxi-drivers - when we went from Franyk to Crimea to the international conference we had to change the transport in Ternopil, from bus station to railway station. As they were rather far from each other and me and the Egyptian guy were not too sure where to go we decided to take a cab. I approached one red car that seemed to be a taxi and asked the driver in my best Ukrainian how much it is to train station (Skilki do vokzal?). The driver answered me "Pjatnatsat". I know that it means fifteen but somehow I thought at that moment then that it means fifty (maybe because I hadn't been sleeping for around 30 hours). As I was told that I shouldn't pay more than 25 grivnas, I was quite displeased and tryed to answered in a voice that should show that I know very well what's the normal price "Shouldn't it be 20 or 30 grivnas?". Of course I did it in some weird Russian and the driver understood that I'm a foreigner.. So he continued in English. But for my very big surprise he said that "no, no, it's only fifteen". At least for me it was the first time whena taxi-driver had the chance to ask moe money but didn't do it! Vivent les taxi-driver en Ukraine!

From Franyk to Ternopil we went by bus. It started driving at half past six in the morning and we really had been on the bus maybe only half an hour when the bus driver stopped somewhere and told somthing in Ukrainian. After his announcment most of the people went off the bus. I was quite numb of not sleeping and didn't get very anxious as also most people who went out near the bus. So, at the beginning I just continued listening to my music but when the bus had already stayed there more than five minutes and even the bus driver abandoned the vechicel I started to worry a little as it started to seem that maybe something is wrong..

Next to us was sitting a man who looked very serious and who really made feel that if I would try to speak in English or even worse, in Russian, he would just yell at me and be very angry. So I just called to Bodya and told what has happened and gave my phone to the man to tell Bodya what had happened. Of course it came out that our bus was broken. The bus driver had said that we have to wait there to change the bus. So we could  just wait until the other one arrives and of course nowone knew when is this time... Fortunately for us, we had to wait only around 20 minutes and then we continued in bus with even less space - I really admire the Egyptian guy that he managed to fit his legs between those seats! At least I could put my ones on the backside of the seat ahead - previous bus driver hadn't let me done this..