There is plenty of history, most of it tragic, around Sebastopol and Yalta. The Peninsula was hotly contested in the Crimean War with absurd loss of life on all sides.
These days they’re still squabbling to establish beachheads, but only for sunbathing purposes. It’s hardly what we spoiled Australians would call beach at all; just a strip of pebbles by flat, uninviting water.
But if the beach is unappealing, there is plenty of fun to be had on the promenades.
Pinks seals fast becoming red lobsters. Yalta, Ukraine.
You can slip a Romanov costume over your bikini and pose for the camera.
You can cover up and dance with the Ukrainian Hari Krishnas.
You can have your hair braided…
….or get a holiday tattoo.
You can pose with Chekhov and his lady with the dog. He came to Yalta for his health and called it his ‘warm Siberia’.
You can eat the world’s most uninviting kebab…(Don’t ask who the doner was!)
You can take a stroll along the promenade.
You can play with the toys.
You can watch a thrilling chess match…
…or see Aussie boy Hugh Jackman do his thing.
And when you’ve had enough fun, you can get back on the ship.
The writer was the guest of Compagnie du Ponant. See traveltheworld.com.au