A Nice Касса Lady? It Must Be A Sign.

Today I bought my train tickets out of here. I'll be leaving Shevchenkove on the 28^th, Kharkiv on the 30^th, Kiev on the 3^rd of October, and finally I will be leaving from L'viv and out of the country on the 5^th. I bought all the tickets for these trains in one transaction at my train station. This to many, including myself, is a stroke of luck simply because the cashier ladies in Ukraine, particularly train ticket cashiers, are notoriously mean. The one I encountered today was abnormally nice. It's all the more puzzling when I consider that she was one of the meanest that I've encountered in the past. But that was when I first ran into her. Since then, there has been a gradual decline in her meanness with each encounter thereafter. And today, I dare say that she was quite pleasant. I thought it appropriate to tell her as I've been telling all the cashier ladies at the stores that I frequent in my town that I am leaving next week. She wished me good luck and even asked me about my time here. I was able to procure all of my tickets with no problems and two of them with bottom bunk seats. The other, though a top bunk seat, is in a kupe wagon rendering that fact irrelevant. Thus far my long route home bears positive forebodings. Now we'll see about this cargo boat...