Sevastopol in Greek means "city of glory". Since the Greeks have been here, guess what they have here?? ROCKS and RUINS! We skipped our rocks and ruins tour for a more interesting Welden Family tour! We got off the ship and explored on our own. Back in the day, this was the Russian Empire's most important naval base on the Black Sea for their fleet. Even today, Sevastopol, is very proud of their history and beauty. You can see an original Russian fleet anchor that Nicky is using his whole 10 year old strength to try to pick up one link!
The green areas of the city are well kept, with many beautiful flowers and plants. Right before we took this picture of Kathleen and Nicky in the garden area, a mid-twenties young man said "hello, are you from the U.S." to us. Kathleen and Nicky have grown leery of strangers approaching us wanting to sell us things, so Kathleen and Nicky did not reply. After I took the picture I heard an accent very familiar to me...someone from the SOUTH! Not South Ukraine either. A guy hollered over to us, "Are y'all from Alabama?" The Auburn shirts that Nicky and I sported that day allowed us to meet people from Birmingham, Alabama that were there on tour that day! They were there on a mission trip and had come into the city for the day! We had a brief chat about our travels and how nice and crazy it was that we ran into them. The Auburn shirts caused us to make new friends! He gave us his card and we both wished each other safe travels and we said good-bye. It was nice to visit with a group of peope from Alabama when we were in Crimea!
Charles and Nicky at lunch. Our table looked over the Black Sea. Nicky and I thought an all Auburn shirt picture was appropriate!Kathleen found a friend she wanted to bring home! Monkeys!! Yikes, all I could think of was rabies. The military trucks were parked outside some sort of high security place, maybe a prison. After I took this picture a soldier came out and said something that must have been "quit taking pictures and leave". We did.
Really large iron gates were keeping us out of something interesting. This is as far as we got though! The hammer and cicle on the gates, let us know it was once a communist building, who knows what is in there now.
The port was easy to walk around. We got some of their money for Nicky's collection and I got some handmade purses, one is quilted. I used most of the money I had of theirs buying the purses, so it was time to head back to our floating home. A fun day, new friends from Alabama, a beautiful sea side lunch and military police running you off ...perfect.
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