Day of Shopping-Oct. 5, 2008

October 5, 2008 –day 3 in Mariupol
“Day of Shopping”
Today’s mission was to conquer the “Ukrainian Mall” which to us in America is viewed as the most gigantic flea market one could ever imagine. Accompanied by my male counterpart, Matt and I kept each other in check while frequently observing the cash outflow. Nastiya thought she had to have it all, and for the most part, Tami and I agreed! Our mission was to find appropriate Court attire and unlike in the US, anything pretty much goes. BUT, Tami and I felt differently. Nastiya picked one pair of dress shoes; one pair of tennis; and one pair of boots. We agreed on a pant outfit but in our attempt to escape the flea market, Nadiya drug us into yet one more clothing store. Oh, the outfit of all times flashed before Nastiya’s eyes… and unfortunately, it fit! Needless to say, one more “Court” outfit!

The true bargain was the DVD and CD kiosk. Tate, Reaghan and Kenzie, you’ll be happy with these bargains if we can figure out the Russian language! Da! Or Nyet are the only words Mommy and Daddy have mastered but we’re trying.

Back to the orphanage for the much dreaded and long good-byes with yet another assurance to Nastiya that we’ll be back tomorrow. Nastiya is back in school tomorrow so we’re not allowed much time with her but every moment is precious.

After hours of endless shopping, we treated ourselves with lunch at McChicken and Pizza. French fries were the order of the Day! After endulging, we all (Nadya, Matt, Aimee, Anya) decided we’d visit the tropical paradise, known in Maiupol as the Sea of Azov. With caution, Nadya told us that a taxi was required as we would be entering into the best areas of Mariupol, next to the factories that constantly spew out a nice aroma of unknown waste. Yes, a shower is required at each days end.

Back to Aimee and Matt flat to make arrangements. Alright, maybe we’ll visit the “tropical paradise” another day.

Tomorrow’s Mission: FINDING UMBRELLA’S.
Nadya has requested that we find umbrella’s as soon as possible as rain is in the forecast. With the acid rain from our neighboring steel mills, and Chernobyl, the local Mariupol’s believe that if the rain directly hits your hair, it’s only a matter of time before your hair falls out. Not a risk we’re willing to take!

For the Hickman's: Your cat is in great shape and being fed each day just as you commanded us to do!!! Having internet issues but I promise photos are coming of your little one.

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