But Oscar the Owl Impersonator does not usually take нет for an answer.
"We're not leaving," he tells the funicular attendant. "Who, who."
Actually, I don't end up riding the funicular. Oscar and his mom in the wheelchair do, but I take the 192 steps. And I do it two at a time, which means it was more like 466 steps, right? Long climb short, I'm treated like a hero at the top by all the lazy funicular riders.
"How many steps were there?" one man asks.
"I have no idea," I reply.
He looks at me as if I'm a fool for not counting. "There are supposed to be 192."
"Well," I say, "I took them two at a time, sometimes three, and I'm not out of breath as you can clearly see."
"You're my hero," he says. "Because you can rhyme."
Did you know that the Potemkin Stairs were originally called the Boulevard Steps, the Giant Staircase or the Richelieu Steps but are officially called the Primorsky Stairs? And how snoring is this information? Goodness. Very. But did you know that the stairs were constructed so that only the landings are visible from the top and the steps themselves only from the bottom? And that there were originally 200 steps? But that eight steps were lost when the harbor was renovated? Not snoring anymore, are you?
Now there's a huge awful road between the harbor and the steps.
Moving on up to the city of Odessa . . .
We decided simply to have a walk around the old town and eavesdrop on the guided tours we stumbled upon. This, by the way, is a great way to save money. The trick is to get close enough to hear the guide without actually looking as if you belong to the group. I've found that if you sit on a bench right behind the guide and pretend to be talking on a cellphone, you'll go completely unnoticed. If no bench is available, just stand directly behind the guide, back to back.
Though on the surface it might seem so, Odessa is not really made for wheelchairs. The streets are in dire need of repair, and then there are cobblestones. If you have a reduced-mobility person in your group, make sure to have their vertebrae checked before the trip. You wouldn't want them to have a slipped disc just because Odessa can't be bothered to have even sidewalks.
At least the old city has kept most of its old Russian charm. Catherine the Great wanted a port on the Black Sea, so she founded Odessa in 1794. I wonder why she didn't name it Cathy? Here are a few impressions of a city whose name should be Cathy...
No idea what connection Proust has to Odessa. Maybe someone just likes him?
Next time, I'm going to take you to the island of Samos in Greece and the best tomatoes I've had in a long long time.
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Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's award-winning fiction and non-fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in SmokeLong Quarterly's Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, The Best of Every Day Fiction, Pure Slush, Bootsnall Travel and Chicken Soup for the Soul. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice. He is the managing editor of the daily litzine Metazen. Recently, Allen--along with editors Michelle Elvy and Linda Simoni-Wastila--hosted Flash Mob 2013 in celebration of International Flash Fiction Day.