Thursday, April 2, 2009
We are on the last leg of our trip home and words cannot express how glad we are of that fact. The trip was amazing and I don’t regret a single minute of it, but boy is it nice to be on American soil again. The sheer fact that I can read the street signs and recognize the things that I eat is enough to make me kiss the ground.
We actually saw our luggage for a brief moment yesterday. After being held up in customs for 10 days, we were able to rescue it from the clutches of the Russian government with only minor complications. We walked into the “left luggage” office in Moscow yesterday – and stifling the urge to ask where the republican’s luggage was sent, we set about filling out the necessary paperwork.