Waking up is hard to do: 1:15 a.m. to shower, pack, & leave by 1:50 in our trusty red Geo to drive ourselves to the parking garage near the KCI airport. Only a couple of wrong turns later--of course our webmap was wrong--we made it in plenty of time to arrive the standard 3 hours prior to an international flight. Wow--whoda thunk? --the airport was empty, but thankfully open; however our 3 hours early info didn't take into
consideration that the individual airlines' service desks don't open 'til 5 a.m. That only gave us the 1 hour prior to our 6:05 a.m. flight. But we weren't the only ones who got the memo to arrive 3 hours before their flight, so we groggily visited with a family from Iowa & people-watched through zombie eyes. We made the right line & only had to take out one contraband item from our checked baggage--the Pam cooking spray was taken from us, but we admitted our crime before they could jail us so we were good to go.Our flight left on time with no hitches & we made it from KC to Dallas in 1 hr. 11 min. We left the plane to grab a quick McD's pancake b'fast & then back to the gate where they were waiting for us (not on us!) to fly to Newark, NJ (3 hrs.-ish). We got in our plane on time, but had nightmare kids behind us who screamed spoiled screams & fits the entire 3 hr. flight while we tried to sleep through their noise & their kicking on the backs of our chairs. Ugh
We had a huge line to go through to check into our Moscow flight (at least 30 min.), but made it through & grabbed a quick drink/snack (no Root Beer--sorry, Patrick) not knowing when our next meal would be.
On board we were in the very last seat in the middle smack dab between the 2 bathrooms in the coach section of the plane so we were fortunate for the bathroom, but had no windows anywhere near us--Madeleine didn't even get to see the ocean she thought she'd be so scared to fly over. She was actually disappointed.

Mad's getting excited about arriving & wants badly to "talk" with Russian people; we're surrounded by Russians but she's too shy to try her words. Now we're waiting for our 8 hr. 39 min. flight--complete with gourmet meal (see menu) on time (even though we had a 25 min. baggage wait for someone whose paperwork didn't go through & they couldn't board though their baggage was already on--of course it was on the cart loaded first so all the other carts had to be unloaded first to get their luggage out).May 27
We got to Moscow on time--10:15 a.m. Going through passport control we nabbed a woman & her girl who we knew spoke both languages. It took 20-ish minutes then we got sent through the Russian citizen line & got Ms. Grumpy Brithces who wanted us to be detained cuz our Registrations were torn apart & we didn't give her both at once. But I dug the others out & she let us move through--with a 'tude! On to baggage claim & through cutsoms easily to immediately get a picture of Ethan's smiling face plastered to the glass as our Russian greeting.
On to the outside where Patrick flagged a taxi to get us to Elektrostal in 1 1/2 hours. We visited a bit first & set up their new Wii game system & tried to stay awake 'til bedtime--we made it to 9:30 by their insistence to best get used to the time change, start living right where you are in the day you arrive. I snoozed a bit while visiting--sitting up & my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I unpacked & organized for our stay. We had supper--IKEA meatballs (yummy!), veggie salad (with mushrooms--I could love this place), & potatoes. Wii, Wii, & more Wii finished most of the first day.I finally got to sleep at 9:30 &. . .
May 28
. . .didnt' get up 'til 9:30 & on to my first shower & cereal for breakfast. After awaking I was informed that while the adults were sleeping in a bit, Ethan was teaching Madeleine how to make a homemade harness & Patrick had walked in their bedroom just in time to stop them from rapelling down the apartment out of their 4th story apartment window. Later the story from Mad was that she told them it was not a good idea & they should at least first try it from their bunk beds. We vegged some more for the morning & took a gross picture of Mad's sores that started before we left America--so we could buy meds for her while here. Christy ironed t-shirts (yes, you heard that right), more IKEA food (chicken nuggets) for lunch then on to see the 1st bits of Elektrostal by foot.
We were in bed by 11:30 with Mad climbing in to sleep with me. The kiddos stay up late into the night giggling & visiting with each other. They are getting along swell-ly together.
It is very hot here so far (90's)--much different than the 80's P & Ch thought it would be. They don't remember it ever being this hot in Russia in the 3 summers they've been here.
May 29
Up by 9 a.m. to find no hot H2O. I cloth-bathed & washed my hair in the sink & we heated water for Mad to wash off in the tub with. Often in the summertime there will be periods when they are doing maintenance on the water pipes/system & there will be no hot water. This time it's only for 3 days. And by the way, when I say cold water, I mean hurt-your-hands-icy-cold water, not just regular American tap-water cold. It felt like icy water from the fridge.
I tell Patrick & Christy to go car shopping since they've already started the process & they had wanted to have a car by the time I got here. They taught me their brute-force procedure for locking & unlocking their securty door to their apartment (I couldn't do it at first or even before they left but it became a challenge for me to let them go anyway & be stranded outside all day if I couldn't get the lock to work). We went out for hours that day just to prove I could handle the door lock situation. They installed the security door because of previous vandalism & bully issues from friendships that Ethan made--so sad & annoying but nonetheless very real & something not to be taken lightly for their family's security. Patrick & Christy left me the equivalent of $10 & one of their cell phones plus the 2-way radios if the kids wanted to go outside to play & I didn't during th eday.
Since the Wii batteries had already worn down, the kiddos made a swing out of a homemade harness technique & plenty-o-rope. They hooked it between their 2 metal bunkbeds then moved on to making hammocks in the air between the beds, too.
3 comments:
Hey, Pam! I enjoy reading your daily blogs. My, how your daughter looks like Seth! Amazing! I know you guys are having a blast.........Christy can be cool when she wants to be...even though, I must say, she never made fajitas with homemade guacamole for me! Sheesh!
hello i like ye blog mabob it's sweet! i'd have to say the best part was when MAD(eleine) said i told them it wasn't safe and they should try it on the bunk bed first.
HELLO!
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