The end of the path, there are only 100 kilometers left to the border
While the guys were looking for a connection with the satellite and the place where Wi-Fi will appear, I managed to get acquainted with my neighbors.
First, two appeared on the porch of the house. After about 20 minutes, three more looked out. By the end of the evening, 7-8 people were already singing on the same porch of some Malay hymns and admitted love to the whole Ukraine.
I think that until tonight they had no idea about what it was and where it was. We also poorly imagined where we were, so we postponed the issues of strategic planning until tomorrow.
There were 100 kilometers left to the border.