In contrast to earlier visits (on my first visit, not only did I frequent the patriarchal cathedral and the large cathedral (odd--Rome does that too), but I was at the midnight Easter service at the latter, and it was my principal point of memory for the city in the interval. But given some recent experiences in the churches of the national church, quite understandable given the present politics, I've been respecting their discipline, and (on my own initiative) staying clear, except for the occasional visit to the parish near the seat of government, built in the early 20th c. Some rather extraordinary dreams, though.
From my windows here, I can see a long-abandoned (at least, I've never seen it unlocked) small Catholic church. On one of the first days, there was an extraordinarily large and clear rainbow across the panorama, landing directly at the church. Or perhaps it was to the Orthodox monastery nearby, which seems to be quite thriving. (It doesn't seem large enough to be a monastery. Perhaps it's like the Romanian manastre, which seems in my (quite likely mistaken) experience, to be frequently used to designate a church.) Though the peals I hear are Latin peals, not Orthodox peals. Perhaps another nearby church. Quite a few of them about.