Henry, our cab driver, has been calling twice per day for the last 3 days. Tomorrow he will be picking us up to take us to a religious ceremony. Tomorrow is the anniversary of the baptism of Christ. He is pretty excited about taking us. When he calls he yells into the phone. I have to yell back in engrussian so he can hear me. Cindy says I talk to loud but I am just trying to fit in.
Voss has become a selective listener. Cindy believes he is done with being here. That left me as the lone holdout who didn't mind our surroundings.......until yesterday. I am finally done too. One of the things that got to me was that I started getting B.O.. It's not right. It must be the food or something. The other thing was finally realizing that we are in a part of Ukraine that has no Ukrainians, only Russians.
We bought Voss a stuffed cow that sings a Russian lullaby, and he named it Marley. He really misses his friends. In the butcher shop, we noticed that he was wiping his eyes a lot and then realized he was crying. He really misses his grandma today. I think he is a little tired of us and would like a change of scenery.
So here is the latest. We went on Friday to pick up Ruslan from the orphanage. Vitalli phoned in ahead and we figured everything was set to go and Ruslan would be with us for the weekend. We got there and indeed everthing was set-upfor Ruslan to come with us. The only thing was that Ruslan didn't want to come. Can you believe that he would rather spend the weekend with his friends instead of locked up in an apartment doing nothing with a bot half his age! ;-) No problem, we didn't mind. We took our customary shots with the director and left feeling good. Voss had mixed feelings. Sad because Ruslan wasn't coming. Happy because the director gives away lots of chocolate (and pickled tomatoes) after a few shots.
Right now it is Monday night. Cindy is listening to a book on tape, Voss is in bed, and I am contemplating going to sleep soon (it is 7:30). Tomorrow Vitali comes back into town. We plan on visiting Ruslan with Vitali around noon, after our time with Henry at the Jesus ceremony. Wednesday is when the rubber meets the road. All our waiting comes down to wednesday. The panel of bureaucrats in Berdansk will meet then and decide the fate of splitting Ruslan from his brothers. We have been told it is just a formality.
Maybe we will take pictures and share how the cooking experiment worked out.