Day 4 cont'd: Our 11 hour train ride started on Thursday night @ 7pm. If our 2 bags and 2 large rubbermaid containers did not make us stand out among the thousands waiting at the Kyiv train station I'm not sure what else would have. Many pointed and chuckled - only if they knew that those 2 rubbermaids contained gifts and clothes for their country's orphaned children. I almost laughed at myself wondering why I would even think of dragging this much around with the history of my "old man" back, so we hired a guy with a cart to get us on the train. Dr. Yuri met Sveta and us on the train and spent about 2 hours showing us previous cases he had handled and pictures of children that were healthy and others with various disabilities and disease. This was a good exercise to prepare us for our first meeting, but still very sad. Dr. Yuri is the head of Internal Medicine at one of Kyiv's large hospitals and has even been to Portland twice! We slept maybe 5 hours on the train and it was comfortable, but the cars rocked more than other European trains I had been on - nothing a little Ambien could'nt handle.
Day 5: We arrived in Mykolaiv at 5:55am and met 2 gentlemen that Sveta knew from an adoptions she facilitated 5 years ago - both were named Oleg. Of course there were no carts like in Kyiv so we had the challenge of getting our "stuff" from the platform to the taxi(s). Again everyone has the look like are you crazy travelling with all of that? After about a 1/2 hour the "stuff" and us were packed in 2 vehicles and headed towards the orphanage. The sun was just starting to rise so we were able to see some of the city during the drive.
- Mykolaiv during the cold war was the primary ship building port for the Soviet Union and was completely closed to foreigners. After Ukraine gained its independence in the early 90's and after the fall of the Soviet Union - Mykolaiv's primary industry died - ship building. Some ship building still occurs, but this city is clearly very poor as is most of Ukraine due to excessive inflation, delay in foreign investment and corruption.
We arrived at the orphanage and dropped our luggage in the lobby area then left to find something to eat and wait for the Regional Inspectors office to open. The only thing open at this time of morning was good ole McDonald's - drive thru only. I bought everyone breakfast - kind of - you see they do not have the McD's breakfast that we know in the US. So it was fish sandwiches, a big'n tasty, cheesburgers and fries. It sucked - I am not a fan of McDonalds anyway, but it worked as a fix for our hungry stomachs. It was interesting watching this city wake up and the people make their way through the streets as we had our pseudo breakfast - I was beginning to get a different impression from my pre dawn perspective of the poorer areas we saw. As we drove towards the Regional Inspectors building the core of this city continued to show its character - still not Kyiv, but still a city with much beauty.
After an hour of waiting we got our referral signed and stamped by the Regional Inspector and Mayor - finally everything to meet Angelina. Before going back to the orphanage we stopped and bought flowers from this block long flower market (you would have thought we were in Portland!) for the Orphanage Director - this is customary. Back at the orphanage we met with the Director and Dr. Yuri for about an hour going over her medical background, social history and other pertinent facts. Then she said in Russian "you want to meet the girl?" I thought, well what do you think - we just travelled 7,000 miles and waited 26 months to review paperwork again?!
The first picture in the brief post below this one is our first view/pic/meeting with Angelina. As I came through the door I was asking "is this the one, is this the one?!" We could not believe how beautiful she is. Extremely shy though and I am probably 1 of maybe 3 or 4 males she has ever seen in her life......of course being bald, spectacled and goateed does not help in this matter! The evaluation with Dr. Yuri went very well and he was overly impressed with her intellect, attention span and physical disposition - I got the whole evaluation on video and it is priceless. Angelina was tentative with both of us on the first day, really not sure who or why we were there although the caregivers continued to tell her "your mama, your papa." Da da does not work here - it means uncle, but she seems to use that alot in my direction when she cries.
Day 6: The apartment at the orphanage is very comfortable, we went grocery shopping and what would have cost us $200USD was only about $50USD, also noticed that gas is less than $1.50USD. Should have enough basics to last us the 3 weeks while here. We met Angelina again in the morning at 9am and I dressed her to go outside - it is in the 30's here. She let me dress her with no fuss and took my hand as we walked down 2 flights of stairs with no problem. I then walked her around the complex hand in hand - still no fuss. After our walk we went back to her area and played with the entire group, I would consider this morning a step foward for her and I. There is probably 12-15 children in her group with varying degrees of health and ability and of course this has been her family prior to meeting us and she is obviously well grounded with her friends and caregivers. Because she is so shy and sensitive the transition when we leave will likely be difficult. The afternoon was a different story for her and I......I don't think she was ready to see me and when I went to pick her up she had a meltdown, crying and stiff as a branch. I realized at this point it will be slow and challenging, but her bonding with Pam appears to be right on track. She points to Pam when the caregivers say "mama" and she definitely is comfortable in Pam's arms - this is good and positive. She is very curious of me and is constantly looking over her shoulder and probably wondering what all of this means. Again I am glad that I began reading the books ahead of time it has prepared me for this - I am glad that we have +3 weeks with her in her environment before we travel. I anticipate now that it will be terrifying to pull her out of the only environment that she has ever known. Pam and I are both thankful that this is a very good orphanage with a loving and healthy environment - these caregivers are amazing. Last night (Saturday night) we were able to see/video her eating and watched them give her a bath. She loves both activities and is good at each. She fed herself with a large serving spoon and ate everything in her bowl, including a little of her tablemates! It was hysterical and was able to get it all on video. I think she has earned the nickname "plow girl!"
Day 7: I went up to her area in the Orphanage ahead of Pam this morning. She recognized me straightaway, but is still keeping her distance - curious but shy. When the caregivers said "your papa" she opened her arms and said "mama" looking around for Pam, for just our second full day she is clearly beginning to understand. Pam arrived shortly after that and we took her down for a walk outside and around the Orphanage for about an hour. I fed her a banana and we gave her a sippy cup with water and vitamin drops that Pam put together. Another family arrived from Georgia today and have also selected a little girl. So now there are 3 families from the US in Mykolaiv to adopt from the same Orphanage and group. The internet cafe is about a 20 minute walk from the Orphanage and I should be able to get here everyother day if not everyday. The computers are setup a little different than in Kyiv, but I am figuring them out. I can type in English, but all of the menus and programs are in cyrillic so it is still a challenge. My only real complaint about this cafe is the B.O., but after 2 hours of being here I cannot notice it so I appear to adapting. Well enough for now, getting late in the afternoon and this is not a place you want to walk after dark.......by the way I posted some additonal photos of Kyiv below.
Brian & Pamela