You may be wondering how we spent our last day in Russia. It was a Saturday and you’re probably sure we traipsed around Moscow with some non stop sightseeing.
Well…we did perhaps pop back to the market for some last minute souvenirs, but after that we spent the day with some locals.
We headed to Olga’s for lunch. Olga is a 91 year old democracy fighter who miraculously has never been imprisoned. She is a friend of Randy’s work colleague who invited us to a yummy lunch. When I’m 91 I hope I’m this active!
She was intelligent, sweet and a gracious host. She let Adam have the run of the place.
She loved Adam and she told us she would have loved to have adopted a baby, but she never married because of the war and it wasn’t acceptable for a single woman to adopt back in those days.
After our lunch we went home for a quick nap and then met some friends for dinner. They have a son two months younger than Adam, Nathan. Adam has reached the age where he is OBSESSED with other children. He’s partial to toddlers and older but he’ll take a baby too.
This is apparently how babies say hello.
Now that the formalities are over, the hair pulling may begin!
Maybe these two will meet again some day, when their parents are both working in the same country (Nathan’s mom works with Randy) and we can dig these pictures out and embarrass them!
We spent our last night packing, talking and enjoying our view.
Here is Adam, in the first car seat we’ve had the whole time we were in Russia, on the way to the airport to fly home.
Dos Vidanya Russia! We’ll miss you.
Adam, an dold lady and another baby! The cuteness level on this post is out of control…
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I love Olga!!! Such a great post. I can't really spot the difference between Randy and Adam in those lost two pics. xxx
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