I respect the history of Ukraine. To Lesya Ukrainka in particular. I read several of her works, but such a museum, it seems to me, only offends the memory of this great writer.
Most of all, my child liked the house of Baba Yaga. The theatrical performance is still in a couple of corners of this clearing. I looked at the patterns on the tree, and the child was delighted with each new fairy tale character found.
The Yalta embankment is a legendary place, which is not here. Crowds of tourists run in flocks from one cafe to another, music is heard from everywhere, people in swimsuits.