Odessa, L'viv and Bialystok, PL

Odessa is a place where we go back to.
It's the atmosphere, the people, the weather and the people once again.
However we will think long and hard before deciding to go on bikes again. This due to two reasons; the roads and the police. The roads can get better, given time, but the police will need to be put down.
The roads took their toll on the bikes, we had to stop for several roadside repairs, and hunt for some bolts in a small town in the middle of Ukrainian countryside. Also one license plate broke off, which doesn't help in going unnoticed by the police.
We were stopped by them don't remember how many times. The most fucked up encounter with the police was just before leaving Ukraine. Claiming that one of us was drunk riding, they demanded thousands of Grivnas in bribes (200-300e). When refused to pay, and told that we want to take a blood test (instead of the most reliable blowing instrument that claimed 9,99o/oo) one of the police decided he should ride one of the bikes to the hospital. This police officer had probably never seen a bike in his life. And, he was drunk. The bike keys is were forcefully removed from him and things started heating up. Only when told that now we'll contact the Finnish embassy, they started backing down and finally settled for a bribe of 10e/officer. Fucking rat-weasel sons of rotten street fags.
The contrast is all the bigger when all the other Ukrainian people we met, were most helpful and friendly people. This goes doubly for bikers.
Extra special thanks once again to Kudja (most possibly spelled in totally other way) from Odessa, who went out of his way to help us in everything we could possibly imagine. I hope to see you in September.
From Odessa we took a very tiresome 13,5hr ride to L'viv, which might've been nice but we were too tired to enjoy it.
Yesterday, another 10 hrs (500km and an almost 2hr border crossing, even arrogant with lane splitting) to Bialystok.