I had the opportunity recently to sit in on a sales presentation of a company that sells boxes in Ukraine. I loved every minute of the three hour meeting — absolutely fascinating. I learned not just about boxes, but about the business who use boxes. What a fantastic perspective on the Ukrainian economy. The next day, I noticed these beauties in the supermarket:
Jazz Festival in L’viv.
There’s one short street in L’viv with no addresses on it. All the buildings have their addresses on adjacent streets. Every year during the city’s film festival the street gets one more name. All the names so far are of movie directors.
The childhood home of Ludwig Von Mises is, as far as I know, the only building in L’viv with rails in the entrance way. I was told by a tour guide that there had been a small factory in the building. Perhaps they used the tracks, which are only about 20 meters long, to move a cart for coal from the street where it was loaded to the factory inside.
So, apparently, this is what a diploma looks like in Ukraine. It’s a hard identification card with holograms on it. It’s also too big for one’s wallet. So strange. Would it be more efficient for university to simply verify records of graduates for curious potential employers. It’s hard for me to understand this thing.
L’viv at night:
Two sirens near the city center: