Our window would've been like a TV if it hadn't been for the chestnut trees, a few of which still have some leaves left. No use trying to take pictures. And I'm without my camera again, anyway, so I didn't even bother to go outside (and, yes, it is very cold today, Marta spent most of her "walk" at a coffee house with Mishah and his mother).

Outide the window, a few fights, riot police, folks chanting Han'ba, a few anti-Vitrenko guys arrested, apolitical Kyivites walking past the police cordon as if nothing's really happening.

Maybe I should run outside before it's too dark and take a few pictures with my cell phone? (The phone is back, by the way, but I keep forgetting to write about it.)