A statue of the famous Cossack - Bodhan Khmelnetsky - in Bila Tserkva
Helen slicing up the smoked piglet that was the centerpiece of my birthday celebration.
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Lots of dancing going on at my birthday party.
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One of several white churches in Bila Tserkva, which is Ukrainian for "White Church"
More dancing at my birthday party.
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Justin uncorking another bottle of vino at my birthday party.
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This is me posing with the head - all that remained of my birhtday piglet.
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This unfortunately is a smudged photo of me standing in front of a statute of "De-a-dush-ka" (Grandfather) Lenin in Bila Tserkva.
Me in front of an information kiosk in Brovary
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The piglet that valiantly gave his life so that we could celebrate my birhtday in style.
"From each according to his ability.
To each according to his need."
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Piglet and me
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Our translators from School 5 in front of The Employment Center, our internship site.
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Scott, Emily and Justin dancing the night away at my birthday party.
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Dendropark Alexandrivna in Bila Tserkva.
The white church in town center in Bila Tserkva.
Natasha, me and Mikhail Mikhailovich on my birthday.
Mikhail gave me a jar of cherry jam, which he made himself, and it was awesome.
I received a lot of gifts, and lots of boquets of flowers.
I actually had 2 birthday parties - one on the night of my birthday with my extended host family
and one a few days later with all 8 trainees in Brovary, our language teachers and our host mothers.
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