• ChaoticNeutralCzech@feddit.de
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    Police once apprehended a man at a train station in Kyjov (Kiyov), Czech Republic. He was reported to be drunk but they only found him terribly confused. Turns out, he was a Ukrainian trying to return to Kyjev (Kyiv) but a cashier in another town misunderstood and showed him the wrong train.

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      At least that’s the same continent and not literally on the other side of the world.

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        He only had a 150km detour. You can’t blame him for thinking “Kyjov” is the Czech spelling of “Київ” as he might not even have known the alphabet.

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            He started his journey in Zlín, 75 km from Kyjov.

            In fact, the detour could be less than double that. The way to get to Kyiv from Czechia is to get on a train to Przemysl, Poland near Ukrainian borders, from where wide-gauge trains to Ukraine are available. From Zlín, a trolleybus or local train will take you 15 km to Otrokovice where direct trains to Przemysl are available. From Kyjov, the easiest way to get to the Przemysl train is 45 minutes on an express to Staré Město u Uherského Hradiště.

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                This old guy gets to Heaven, walks up to the Pearly Gates, and there’s St. Peter, checking the records

                St Peter asks: “Nationality?”

                -“Ruthenian”

                “Place of birth?”

                -“Austrian Empire”

                “School?”

                -Czechoslovakia

                “Married in?

                -“Hungary” “Children born in?”

                -“Third Reich”

                “Grandchildren born in?”

                -“USSR”

                “Died?”

                -“Ukraine”

                St Peter exclaims: “Well, I must say, you got around a bit!”

                Little guy: “Not so much. We never left Mukachevo.”