On Sunday, February 23rd, 2014, the smoke over Ukraine seemed to be clearing, after a wild week.
Some Ukrainians far off in Washington D.C. were apparently celebrating the revolution, in the typical manner people celebrate World Cup victories:
Some Ukrainians far off in Washington D.C. were apparently celebrating the revolution, in the typical manner people celebrate World Cup victories:
A woman wearing a Ukraine flag with four men / Sun. Feb 23, 2014 /
New York Ave. & 13th St. NW / Three blocks from the White House
New York Ave. & 13th St. NW / Three blocks from the White House
These (presumably-pro-revolution) Ukrainians were walking past one of those new “bikeshare” stands.
Our lesson preparation session
I was in downtown Washington, D.C. to collaborate with my “teaching partner” for our lesson on Monday. I was to teach the first half, and he (M.H.) taught the second half of (what we made as) one long lesson. (We collaborated closely and created quite a great one. I was highly satisfied with the way it turned out.)
I walked around the streets of downtown Washington D.C. (eerily empty on the weekend) after leaving M.H. It was then that I saw the “flag wearer” above. I got on the Metro and rode off to join my father and some of the church people for dinner (D.L. and the J.D. family).
It was a busy day, in which I entered and exited the District of Columbia twice, a rare thing for me. I seemed to be zipping around all the time the whole day. That very morning — about dawn — I’d gone to the train station to help my mother with her train ride to Connecticut. She will be there helping her sister for a few weeks, at least….