While the mechanics are repairing the van I’d like to share details and pictures from the humanitarian aid deliveries I completed on 13.07.2022.
In total it was a long ride of 1590km and almost 17 hours behind the wheel to supply frontline paramedics, soldiers of the 72nd Brigade & the Kramatorsk City Hospital, which keeps receiving an immense flow of people with explosive, shrapnel, and other injuries from the battle field, as well as, from ruzzia’s rocket strikes, bombings, artillery attacks on civilian objects. I was on the road with Dima Kornilov, whose photos you can enjoy in the following slideshow.
The first planned drop off point was New York (a town right next to occupied Donetsk). However on Wednesday the battle there was unfortunately too intense for civilian volunteers to enter the perimeter. So plans changed and the guys picked up the goodies in neighboring Toretsk for the 72nd mechanised brigade. But there we could hear what was going on in New York, too – a lot of explosions of incoming shelling and outgoing artillery fire. After we left there were some rocket strikes and artillery fire in Toretsk, as well.
On the way to Chasiv Yar – the city, where a residential building was demolished burying under the rubble and claiming the lives of 50 people that lived there just recently – once again a leaf spring broke rendering my suspension useless. With still a ton and a half of goods in the trunk I was carefully driving slalom around potholes at 80 miles an hour. At the drop off point there were mines on the roadsides… just in case. A young medic picked up the goods and off we went.
In Kramatorsk we were welcomed with smiles, as usual. But there was a sense of tension there as well after another rocket strike in the morning, but, I guess, you definitely feel life much better when death is near. The hospital received a big and heavy metal table for a CT machine and medical supplies that they requested. In order to not let us go empty handed the director of the hospital organized 20 liters of diesel for my ride. That turned out to be quite exactly what was needed to make it to a gas station.
On the way we saw people in the towns carrying bottles to get water somewhere, because the infrastructure was heavily damaged by the ruzzian terrorist forces and there’s no more centralized running water in their homes. Perhaps there’s no gas and no electricity either…
Outside of the towns, especially when the road leads over a hill, one can very well see all of the smoke across the horizon… To me that means death and destruction that the ruzzia brought to our peaceful country. There are Ukrainian bomber planes and fighter jets flying back and forth on missions to exterminate those ruzzian terrorist cockroaches. And I hope they are successful and come back victorious from every mission to keep people in Ukraine safe and return all of the occupied territories.
P.S. My gratefulness goes out to everyone who supports Ukraine and supplies volunteer organizations that load my van. Thanks to “Nasha Meta,” “Kyiv Polunytsya,” Oleg Ponomarev- a volunteer from Pechersk, and everyone that supports the front and the back end!
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