When it (Uk)raines, it pours...

Shit. Has. Hit. The. Fan.

But now everything's cool again.

We're now in Odessa in Southern Ukraine on the coast of the Black Sea. Since leaving the EU and stepping into this country our journey's thus far have seemd like a pleasant jaunt more than a proper adventure. No more though. This is our third day in the Ukraine and the first without incident (so far).

The first day: Ten minutes after the (two hour) border crossing we somehow lost the folder that had all of our passports and documents in it. Annoying seeing as we never keep them all together usually - we only did so for the border. Don't ask how this happened - we're not sure but probably something to do with the folder being on top of the cfar and us driving away... its not important really. Point is we immediately shit ourselves (though Jimmy found this all pervesely hillarious). We spent about an hour and a half frantically scouring the stretch of road said incident occured on but to no avial. We asked the border guards. No luck. We drove into town, found what we thought was a polcie station but was actually the regional treasury office where a security guard called the police for us. This is how we managed to wangle the reigional secretary of state for the treasury as aour translator!