Life had turned in such a way that I found myself inside the Four Points of Sheraton hotel. Its windows had nice views on the Dnieper, a beach with a pier. Never thought I would be inside a big capitalist hotel.
We had important stuff to do. In between, we walked around a bit and saw the depressive, cold streets in the last day of the autumn.
Life had turned in such a way that I found myself inside the Four Points of Sheraton hotel. Its windows had nice views on the Dnieper, a beach with a pier. Never thought I would be inside a big capitalist hotel.
Other things visible were: the long-lasting construction of a new bridge to Khortytsia,
the boulevard ov Shevchenko with the end of trolleybus route 14, marshrutkas 85, 85-a, and 73 at the bus stop called «Naberezhna» («quay»).
The hotel building looked like this, and it was inside it that I first tried coffee from capsule machines — the coffee was as weak as water.
Dnipro Dam lighthouse at one of the entrances to the lock.
Outdoor ad of a private museum of arms stood on a median strip.
Short birch trees decorated a section of the avenue which was still named after Lenin.
It was about time to see some other streets — not the avenue of Lenin. We went to one of parallel roads — Peremohy street. It was much quieter, and more gray. I only saw about 500 metres of this street, however. A canteen:
A small abandoned shop called «Iceberg».
A monument to those who served in military aviation.
A former «Gamma» factory was offering part of its rooms for rent.
The Lenin head was removed, but its trace — made by the Sun and the weather — remained, and was easily recognizable.
There was something else on another part of the building.
A lovely modern sculpture was ınstalled near a spa saloon. Even very lovely, compared with the surrounding gloom.
Everything was gray or weakly tinted brown on the last day of that autumn. Except cars and some people's clothes. This was a school:
And one more photo of balconies.
This golden giraffe proved that street art makes sense: the surroundings were very depressive in that part of year, and the graffiti was making the situation obviously better.
A few examples of Zaporizhzhia's architecture. The city has more, come and see.
Finally, I went to see that beach visible from the hotel. The place around the hotel was called «Naberezhna», which means «quay». A pedestrian bridge connected Shevchenko boulevard and the beach.
Riverside highway had fresh tarmac in this section — not greyed out by dusty wheels yet. A bridge exit was being built.
The beach was empty in winter, as expected.
That pier.
This is what Zaporizhzhia looked like during late fall. I love this city, but in that time of year.
We left the city in a southbound marshrutka. The road was hilly. This is a view somewhere near Vasylivka.
