My Letter to Ukrainians Around the World
It was the middle of my reporting trip when I found myself at a Pijana Wisnia wine bar in Krakow, Poland, with a Ukrainian war veteran named Kamilla Kosenko.
One ypa (Ukrainian cheers) after another, she told me, “We are going to give you a night you will never forget.”
We started with a scavenger hunt around Krakow. From broken brick roads to Jewish synagogues that have stood since before WWII, it was surprising that I learned more about Ukraine’s culture than the Polish town we were walking t...
One ypa (Ukrainian cheers) after another, she told me, “We are going to give you a night you will never forget.”
We started with a scavenger hunt around Krakow. From broken brick roads to Jewish synagogues that have stood since before WWII, it was surprising that I learned more about Ukraine’s culture than the Polish town we were walking t...
