Here is another batch o'Kyiv, this one showing the Monastery of the Caves as a living, breathing, pilgrimage, commercial, social center. Unfortunately the centerpiece cathedral above is off limits.
Descending to the caves..
As much as I love holy honey, I didn't like the idea of a holy honey accident in my luggage.
When you're friends with a priest it's really convenient. He can bless your baby any time you want.
The gray boundary between piety and extortion.
Oh, and I'll take a tea with that blessing, please.
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