The train I had been waiting for all night finally arrived. And as great as it was to see Pete and Sara, really I was over the moon excited to see Yuri. It had been ten days since he had dropped me at the train station the week before and I was so ready to see him.
Yuri and I quickly headed for Yalta and our hostel. A few hours later Chris and Christina arrived and the four of us headed to the waterfront for an evening walk. It was great to be with great friends and make the slow slide into the weekend.
This was my first trip to Yalta and it was amazing. I was happy to be there in the shoulder season, so the streets were not packed with people. But Yalta was just beginning to welcome spring, so after a day of a bit of coldness in Sevastopol, Yalta was warming a bit.
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