How can we talk about the beauty of other countries, if you do not like little old roofs and dirt native village? Sholom Aleichem.
I - no root Lugansk region, but now in its ninth year of living in the regional center "lucky thirteenth" region of Ukraine. And I'm still happy with it. Not the biggest, not the "fast" city among other things, but it is close to the border with Russia is the main city of my native region. Perhaps this is my first big city, and to all my first love is eternal. But he was handsome. Maybe not great, could not very historical, but the beauty I see in it. "Even if Lugansk was one of the cities on the map, which I visited, but not my permanent residence, he would have me in such a case, like" - often find myself at the thought. Especially when she sneaks into his head to watch a fresh spring morning, while walking on the Soviet - the central street of the city.
The historical and geographical reference can be found on the relevant page of my blog. Therefore, I will not go into the dry statistics and figures in this record. And here I am going to share my emotions and feelings. For each of them I have are different. May overlap, but only in part, because each place its own distinctive exterior and interior signs. As no two people are exactly alike, so you will not find two similar cities. Lugansk to me - a bright, city-paradox, if you want. Why not? Because I visited many other places in the streets, but in practice was not in museums, galleries and other attractions that require a narrative guide. The argument is simple - plenty of time. And so it turns out 
Moreover, 2 or 3 churches located in the distal parts, I do not see, even though they are of historical value and there is a (oval), even sightseeing tour, which is called - "Church of Lugansk."
This city is special for me at least, because I saw him at different times: in spring and autumn, day and night, in rain and heat. Ever-changing guises, kaleidoscope of masks, each of which - his real face, but only in a certain period ... It brings together, trust, and allows you to confide. I dare to hope that we have to Lugansk mutual love, as much as he revealed to me, and I did not hide that from him. Blank Theatre - home - an area of 4:00 am, tram rails, by which so fervently wander at 12 o'clock at night when the lights only illuminate the road, saving the hot asphalt and shade in a park named after Lenin, in the old center, a warm spring rain and puddles on which to walk and laugh out loud - because it's great! And yet, the night standing at the monument to Voroshilov on the way down to the sleeping area of the city, on the roof - and the lights, the lights, the lights ... How can you not love a city that offers such a bounty to you their secrets?
Lugansk - it's something warm at heart, something aching in the heart and squeezing something in my throat. Perhaps this is love, and, perhaps, that ever ... Anyway, I'd like to believe it.
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Tags: Interesting , Lugansk , Ukraine's Regions , Photos
March 17, 2009 at 12:08
I have almost my whole life living here in Lugansk, but wanted to love it after your words about it ... (As I had not zamechatala that it is so beautiful!)
March 17, 2009 at 21:56
Everything is fine. You just need to find this beauty. And be sure to find it.
March 20, 2009 at 13:16
Beautifully!
Done by :-)! Love is in your town :)
She was surprised, "was practically inside the museums, galleries and other attractions" :)
We are in the museums of his native city only happens when guests come to us :)) Some (I) and on individual monuments only at this time and find out :), but go around them every day :)
Tourists know the history of the city better than its people sometimes ... :)
March 20, 2009 at 14:54
I do not think I can manage to