Dr. Blake and I became hopelessly lost in this beautiful city when we were searching for the central market. We were saved by this generous and kind woman who offered to lead us back to the Potemkin Steps ("Potemkin Steps" being the only bit of Ukrainian that we could speak.) On the way from the market to the steps, even she got lost and so enlisted the help of some convenient university students who were happy to help. And happy to practice their English with us two gringos. She got us to the steps, and the best we could come up with was "Merci, madame," which luckily crosses many language barriers. So kind all of them.