Day 6, and it's time to go home...

We just had a morning visit today, as we had a flight to catch, but it was an exciting one. We were taken on a tour of the orphanage and able to see where he spends his days, as well as meet his caretaker.

He is part of a group of 12 kids that are all of similar age. This group of kids eat, sleep, bathe, and play all together in one big room. The room is divided in half, with 12 cribs on one side, and a play area with small tables and chairs on the other where they eat and play. Everything in the room is neat and orderly. To keep everything straight, each kid has a number (his is 4), and that number corresponds to their own towel, washcloth, potty, closet, table, crib, etc. It is a really neat system, and probably one that the caretakers couldn't do without!

It was really amazing to watch him interact with his caretaker and the other kids in the room. You could tell that it was an environment that was familar and comfortable for him.

After our tour, we had some time to play. He was a different kid today, as his cold begins to subside. There were lots of smiles and laughter, but he still likes to cuddle.

We both new that it wouldn't be long before someone would come get him for lunch, and it would be time for us to head to the airport. We weren't sure how we would react to the fact that this is the last visit we have for awhile, but after seeing how well adjusted and cared for he is with his group, it eased the inevitable distance we were about to face.

We are both excited to get home, but even more anxious to get him home with us for good. But, in the mean time, he is being well cared for and having a good time with his friends.

So, it isn't "goodbye," it's just "see you later."

Day 5

Today was the dreaded medical exam. We started out our morning at the hospital, where we had exams from 8 different doctors where we were checked for:

• Infectious Diseases
• Blood drawn (about 2 gallons worth!)
• Neurological work-up
• Oncology exam
• Cardiology (EKG)
• Pulmonology (chest x-ray)
• Psychology (save your punchlines...)

And the final results are that we are "healthy." And a little bit poorer since they don't take Aetna!

Then, it was off to the Notary to execute our final documents stating that we intend to adopt. These papers, along with our medical results, and a whole host of other documents yet to be completed, will be forwarded to a judge here in St. Petersburg for our trial at a later date.

Our afternoon visit to the orphanage was good. We found that he is starting to feel a bit better, evident by a productive cough, and lack of a runny nose.

We decided to pull the toys out one by one this time to see if he would remember what we had been bringing. As we guessed, he kept looking toward that familar bag of toys until all of them were displayed on the floor. Smart little guy!

Moments of play were interrupted with desire to be held and comforted from his cold. But it didn't take long for him to spot one of the toys and be right back in the mix.

Day 4

We spent the morning visit, today, outside. Despite the cool weather, it was sunny, and they take every opportunity to get the kids outside. Unfortunately, he was still feeling a little under the weather.

We did some walking and took turns carrying him around the outside of the building. When we put him down on the ground to walk, he holds each hand up in the air, and opens and closes his hands as to ask, "grab my hands." This must be the way he learned to walk with his caretakers.

We each grab a hand, and off we go. We only made it a few hundred meters (can you tell we've been here too long? Now I'm using the metric system!), and we would feel is grip lessen. That was our cue to pick him up as he was exhuasted from the walk. We knew that the tears were only seconds away. As soon as we picked him up, his fingers went in the mouth, and he was ready for quick nap.

During our break between visits, we took the subway into the city centre, where we had lunch, did some shopping in the open air market, and toured the Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood. This is a church with an amazing history.

It was commissioned by Russian Czar, Alexander III to memorialize the death of his father, Alexander II, who was killed on site in 1881 by a terrorist's bomb. It took 26 years to complete and was closed in the 1930's by Stalin's communist government, as many churches were during Soviet times.

It sustained damage over time, especially during WWII , including bomb attacks that left holes in the beautiful domes. During it's time of closure, it was used as a warehouse to store potatoes.

The church underwent many years of reconstruction to return it to it's original glory. The interior of the church is floor-to-ceiling mosaic tiled scenes, and contains detailed alters made of marble, jasper, gold leaf and semi-precious stones. Pictures can't do it justice.

There is a particular alter in the church that holds a section of rail that is said to be the actual rail at which Alexander II died.

Our afternoon visit was back inside the orphanage. It is much easier to play with the toys, and him, when indoors. Just the fact that he is not bundled up in a snowsuit, must be a relief for him.

His demeanor was much like the morning visit. He had fun while he was playing or walking about, but when he was done, he was ready to be held. We took turns walking him around, and rocking in the rocking chair. He loves to cuddle, and tries hard not to fall asleep, but tends to loose the battle.

Before we knew it, it was time to go. His caretaker came to pick him up. "Packa Packa" and off he went. We think that means "bye-bye."

It's an early morning for us tomorrow. We have to go to the medical clinic for our physical exams. Not sure what to expect, but there's no turning back now!

Day 3

When we left the orphanage yesterday, we could tell that he wasn't feeling too well, so we weren't sure what kind of mood he'd be in today. Much to our surprise, he was dressed and ready to go outside and play.

He is starting to recognize us, or at least the toys we are bringing. We walked around the grounds, again, and this time played with the toys outside. He seems to like the balls that make noise, and always makes sure he has all five in his possession.

We also played on the slide and laughed more and more with each trip down. Towards the end of our visit, he started to get a bit cranky, so we just walked with him and he nearly fell asleep in our arms. His caretaker said that it was just about time for lunch, which is always followed by a nap. We think he was ready for both!!

During our break between visits, we toured a local Russian Orthodox Church, which was having pre-Easter services (Russian's follow the Orthodox calendar). The Orthodox religion has many similarities to the Catholic faith, but also some stark differences. The most obvious is the format of their services and the church, itself.

Upon walking into an Orthodox Church, you will notice that there are no pews, as members of the church stand at various Icons during the services. That leads me to the second distinction, there are no figures, but rather two-dimentional icons throughout. At these Icons, members light candles in represenation of their prayers.

There are differences in ideologies as well, but for sake of not deviating from the purpose of this blog, I digress...

We also experienced local favorites, like a well known chocolate store, traditional Russian cuisine, and shopping at local retail stores.

Before we knew it, we were back to the orphanage to see how lunch and the nap went. We were greeted with a "freshly-charged" little boy, who was anxious to play with the toys we have been bringing the past few days.

His caretaker brought with him the stuffed animal of a chocolate lab we gave him on Monday. He wasn't too sure of it then, but seems to like it now.

It didn't take him long to start stacking the blocks, and throwing the balls. Shelly spent some time chasing him around the room, trying to keep him out of things he wasn't supposed to be getting into.

About 10 minutes before our visit was over, he started to get sleepy, and wanted to be held. He found comfort in Shelly's arms and cuddled right up to her. As shown in the picture, he likes to suck on his fingers. Looks like we should start saving for braces!

Day 2 (or so)

It's hard to believe that we have only been here for a few days now. In some respects, time has flown, but in others, seems to be crawling. Since we visit the orphanage twice a day, it almost seems like seperate days of the week.

Our morning visit was back in the toy room, where we met on Monday. We played with the Clippo Hippo, and anything else he could get his hands on. We asked if we could give him some snacks that we brought from home, and were promptly told, "Neyt, neyt." The medical director really frowns on feeding the kids anything from the outside. Makes sense since, considering the number of visitors they have per day and no way to montior their intake. So, we stuck to playing with the toys.

Since the weather was so nice today (50's and sunny), we were able spend our afternoon visit outside. He was dressed in a lovely girl's snowsuit, but was worth the humiliation to get some time outdoors. The grounds of the orphanage have a lot of playground-type equipment, but since it is spring and pretty wet still, we avoided the mud. Instead, we just took laps around the orphanage, taking turns walking and carrying him. His cold sounded worse than ever today. A terrible rattle in his chest and nasty nose that kept running. His mood seemed to reflect his symptoms, a little grogy and clingy at times. Despite feeling lousy, he smiled, laughed and played, and seemed to enjoy himself. We will see what tomorrow brings.

Our First Meeting!

Today was our first opportunity to meet this little guy. We heard him crying as he was coming down the hall, and thought that we were going to have our hands full, but he settled right down and even smiled, as captured in this photo:

We visited for about an hour and a half. We played with blocks, which seemed to be his favorite. He is very inquisitive and active. Despite his skinny little legs, he walks pretty well. He has a pretty nasty head and chest cold, evident by the bright red nose and rattley cough. So, for a sick kid, he seemed to enjoy our visit today.

We will be back to see him in the morning and afternoon tomorrow. The orphanage is about 20 minutes from our hotel, or just a short subway ride, should we choose to go there on our own on our next trip. It is situated in the middle of an apartment complex, which seems to be a strange location. It is well protected, thought, as it is surround by gates.

An interesting building. Above the windows, at the top, are the old symbols of the Soviet Union, as well as "CCCP" above the doorway.

The Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood (designed after St. Basil's in Moscow)

St. Isaac's Cathedral

The Hermitage

The Russian Museum (the wrong museum)

Day 1

Well, it was a busy day today. We were on our own, and figured that today would be our only day that we would really have to do some exploring. And exploring we did!

Our hotel, The Andersen Hotel

We started with a complementary buffet breakfast in our hotel. Quite an interesting buffet. Items found on the buffet included:

Rice

Scrambled Eggs (we think)

Spaghetti Noodles (no sauce)

Chopped up Hot Dogs

Porridge (if that's even spelled right?)

Creps

Various unrecognizable cold cuts

Assorted Pastries

Coffee

Needless to say, we had coffee and a pastry. Then it was off to find a supermarket. We picked up some bottled water, pretzel-looking things, cookies, plain Lay's potato chips (not the Crab or Meat flavored variety), and cans Pepsi. All safe bets.

Then it was off to McDonald's across the street from the supermarket. We looked for someone who looked like they spoke english, as the menu was in all cyrillic and had no numbers of combo meals to point to in order to brige the language gap. We found the manager at the center register and opened our order with what has become our most frequent greeting, "English?"

She nodded as if she understood what we said. We ordered a Cokka-Cola, a Cokka-Cola lite and french fry. Seemed pretty straight forward.

We ended up with everything we ordered, PLUS an orange juice. Not sure where the OJ came into play. Next, it was off to conquer the subway.

The subway system in St. Petersburg is quite interesting. First, it is REALLY deep underground. One escalator alone was about 200 ft long. Each station is really unique and ornate, mostly decorated with marble or granite and fancy chandaliers.



We exited the train an Nevsky prospeckt (the city's center) and headed off to one of the world's most famous collections of art, The Hermitage. During the tour of the museum, we both commented that it is impressive, but not THAT impressive. We later determined that we were at the wrong museum.



We hurried off to the correct museum, but came across a huge line, and a short time before closing time. Looks like The Hermitage will have to wait for another time.



We toured the colonnade of St. Isaac's Cathedral, which had spectacular views of the city, saw the Chuch of the Savior on Spilled Blood from a distance. Got lost going to dinner, and never found what we were looking for, so ended up in some English Pub. Someday we will brave the local cuisine, but afterall, it's only our first day...

We finally made it...

After 11 hours in the air, we landed in St. Petersburg, tonight, a little after 5:00 pm local time. We have no plans tomorrow, so we will see just how adventurous we feel. I can't tell you how "disconnect" I feel not being able to read or understand what is happening around me.

Our hotel is nice, but our room is quite small. I would say that it closely resembles a cruise ship room. Tight quarters, but hopefully we won't spend a whole lot of time in here. Not just because of the limited space, but also because Russians like it VERY WARM indoors, and our room is no exception.

It's GO TIME!

Well, after over a year of preparation, we leave tonight for St. Petersburg, Russia. It sounds like we have a busy week ahead of us, with visits to the orphanage, medical exams, and various other appointments. We are told that we sill have some time to take in the local sights as well.

It's a long flight there, 8 hours to Amsterdam, then another 3 hours to St. Petersburg. With an arrival time of 5:30 PM, there will be just enough time to get a bite for dinner, unpack and head to bed.

Pictures and video coming soon!