People used to swim and have picnics here. Camp out. Have weddings. Sports competitions were held here. Any sunny day you could bet the beach was packed.
And then people stopped caring, and started polluting the water. And now it 's just a lake.
The kayaking team trains on it still. And some people still swim here.
But the majority of people wouldn't.
And that makes me so sad.
Because I remember being little and having my grandpa and grandma take me down to the beach and set up a picnic and have a jolly ol' time.
Almost a year ago, one warm evening we packed up a little car with a baby, beer and meat, and drove down to the lake.
While us, girls walked around and chatted, the boys got busy making the fire.
When we got back, we threw the meat on to cook and chatted until the sun set.
I think this is by far one of my favorite Ukrainian traditions.
