Honestly, I can't write much about Kherson lately. I don't like to say publicly exactly when we're traveling there, and I can't say anything about other details that touch on life and ministry there. Amazing ministries in Kherson need internet silence. The security services check our phones for photos on the way out of the city every time, and I wouldn't post them if I had them.
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| Kherson taxi window |
But, I think I need to start a collection of Kherson taxi stories. These days when we're there, we get around almost exclusively on taxis, which--by the way--are cheaper than in Ivano-Frankivsk and Kyiv and "safer" cities. Public transport can be dangerous (although I was happy to use the free trolleybuses the last few times I've been there), and now it's often not running at all or on very limited schedules and routes. So....
Taxis are often my "we're not in Kansas anymore" moment of culture shock anyway when we go back and forth between worlds now. In Ivano-Frankivsk they're more expensive (but still not too bad), nice cars, and the drivers tell you to put on the seat belt if you're in the front seat. They have AC in the summer, heating in the winter, and their windows aren't broken. The drivers are polite and professional. In Kherson, I hadn't even seen a taxi with unbroken windows until this most recent trip, the cars are mostly old and beaten up... and then we did get a Tesla, but that was an anomaly. The drivers are the nicest, bravest, possibly weirdest you can imagine, but if you would try to put on a seatbelt they would probably scream at you: it's way too dangerous to wear a seat belt in Kherson!
I'll follow this with a few taxi stories.
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