- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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... in a reenactment of the story of poor, cold St. Martin who wondered into the city and somehow was clothed and rescued; there were knights who had sword fights, ladies who danced, and then a pyrotechnics show that rivaled anything Disney could come up with. A troupe of women twirling ropes of fire, showers of sparklers fountaining in the background, men breathing out fire-- it was like a fireworks show on the ground.
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Please pray for Monday’s meeting where the girls will each decide if they want to be adopted by us. Pray that they would have a peace about coming to a completely different culture, language and family.
Please also pray for Joy to have a peace even though we are gone. We are trying to skype with her every day and she seems to be doing well. Thank God for his protection and care for her and for ...
... and again I thought, will they really want to leave this place? We gathered in the orphanage director’s office with the orphanage psychologist, the director, Kostya and us. After introductions, the psychologist spoke first and told us about the character and behavior of the girls. It was evident she knew them well. Then the director spoke and what she said blew us away. “We want to do everything in our power for you to ...
... Lviv, the gateway to a different world. A world of bling culture, gherkins, vodka, high heels and shady casino gangsters. A world where you smell alcohol on the breath of cab drivers and were you see babushkas rummaging through bins for scraps. What is the upside you may ask....indeed. A goods nights sleep: We discover that our destination is 1 hr ahead so "sleep shrink" is now a worry as we arrive in Lviv at 0600hrs ...
... Grandpa Klein’s exact birth date. We agreed that I would find it and send it to Mikhail. Once he got it he would consult the archives if I would fill out a government form giving him permission to search on our behalf. That night I sent an email to Carole’s sister, Dianne, who found Grandpa’s birthday on his social security card, which miraculously she had. I’ve emailed this information to Mikhail.
After fond farewells to Mikhail ...