Back in 2007, when a friend helped me move, thanks to his exceptional packing skills, all the belongings from a one-room apartment fit into a Slavuta car. Running on gas… True, there was no furniture, but there were two adult bicycles.
The next move was from my parents’ place to a rented house, and it wasn’t as swift — so it didn’t stick in my memory quite as vividly.
Then came the road to the Zaporizhzhia region, and I don’t remember very well what junk made the trip there either. There was a microwave, I think… And a front-loading washing machine — that was the first major family purchase, for a crazy 2700 UAH or something like that….
But the move from Zaporizhzhia to Kyiv took several stages and involved trains and movers — junk and hobby spare parts had piled up. The bicycle got a rack and was shipped via Nova Poshta for a sum greater than its original purchase price — 450 hryvnias… And for several years afterward, passing through that apartment, there was always some piece of rubbish that hadn’t been needed all that time, yet it felt wrong to throw out — and depending on the direction of travel it would migrate either toward my parents or toward us. Only the last time, remembering that five years had passed, it was decided not to take anything found in the storage loft, and it was left near the dumpster for good people who might need it…
I wonder, would today’s junk even fit in a Slavuta?… Or would a laptop and a backpack with underwear be enough?