…and my Aunt Jeanne keeps asking if I’m alive since it’s been so long since I posted anything. Truth is that I was in Chicago from December 22nd until Jan 7 which is not exactly chick in Kiev material. Then the night I got back - December 7th which is Christmas here in Kiev - I had a few friends over, we had a few drinks, and somehow my camera has been missing ever since. I figured that since this is mostly a photo diary that pictures were, you know, important. But I’ll try to get a post up sans photos just to see how it goes.
I’ve been mostly plotting my escape from this place. I’m moving towards the end of February and there are many little things that I’ve had to get taken care of. Like getting Chauncey all shot up and microchipped. There was a pretty funny day last week where a friend and I took him to some government vet where they took some blood, then made us walk to another building (in the cold - I had to clutch the syringe of blood in my fist to keep it from freezing on the walk over) then we had to give it to someone, and then we had to take a slip from there to a bank to pay for it, then back to the other place with the slip that now has STAMPS on it (because everything is better with stamps) to prove that we’d payed. Now I have to call them in two and a half weeks or something like that in order to make sure that he’s passed his exams. I think I’m just going to hire someone to bring him out of the country for me - it sounds like it will be a nightmere if I try it myself.
Tomorrow night (day in the states) is the big day for my country. I talked to the owner of the Golden Gate and asked him if he would turn on the inauguration, and I think I talked him into it, so that will be fun. So happy that it’s not happening in the middle of the night here, but right at happy hour. Good planning, America!
And in that spirit - one last so long to my buddy Bush. I can’t wait to have a well spoken, smart president. It’s going to be so weird! (and by weird I mean awesome)