We made our way to a memorial to the famine victims of 1933. At that time, the Ukraine was resisting the pressures of Russia to join the Soviet Union, so Stalin's plan was to starve them into submission. He had their crops burned, and anyone trying to grow food shot. Simply hideous from our "enlightened modern perspective".
From there we made our way to a beautiful church Kiev Pecherska Lavra. It is famous for its beautiful gold onion domes, its monastary, and its devout Christian followers. It also has an extensive underground catacomb system full of martyrs and saints. Yakov and I entered the catacombs and followed along with the many people paying their respects to the saints. Many people would genuflect and kiss the glass caskets.
It felt both incredibly reverential and pagan at the same time. It was a strange custom to see from my American perspective, but it was explained to me that here in these catacombs among the saints, one had a direct communication link to God.