It is cool in Ukraine, I'd even say it's cold. It's foggy and only 13°C (55°F) at noon, the tile stove has become a great friend. For some reason next to the still cold central heating radiators there is a gas powered tile stove in the largest room. It isn't much different from the one we had in Budapest, and I really love it. With the less than optimal insulation of the windows and door we had a cold wind in the apartment. Now, thanks to the tile stove, it's nice and warm, and I'm sitting in my room with the laptop and a cup of coffee, listening to Black, and feeling oh very homesick for my boys.