Our last Sunday in Mariupol

Today is Sunday, I have to remind myself what day it is because it feels like it's hours between days. They just seem to blend into one another and it gets dark by 4pm.


This morning we got up about 9:30 and made coffee. We tried to be quiet because our translator was asleep in the living room. After checking the blackberry to see if there was any action while we slept, Kevan took a shower then I took mine. The shower in this apartment is a giant tub that is raised off the ground with no shower curtain. There is a faucet with hot and cold and a hand held shower. You stand there wait for the hot to heat up then add in the cold and hope the tempture that is good will hold before it runs cold again. The hot water heater is on the wall in the bathroom and I turned it up all the way. By no means is it an american standards hot water heater, ready to shower. After our showers Kevan got Sprint TV on the blackberry and we watched a little of the Today show. Soon our translator woke up and shortly after that we left for the orphanage. It's Sunday and so very quiet there. V. came down stairs to see us. He gave us both big hugs and a bright smile. He brought some of his math homework with him. Kevan helped him do some subtraction the it was on to the computer game that we bought last night, the on that consumed Kevan and or translator for half the night. It was a little too challenging for V. After an hour or so V. had to go so we said good bye.
We drove back to the apartment and walked from there with our translator through the town. After a while Kevan and I were on our own. We walked through an open market that sells everything and I mean everything from trinkets to salted fish, bread, meat, fur coats, lumber supplies including wood doors, it's all there. Next we got a coffee and made our way to the Billa grocery store and got a few sweets for V. And some things we needed. When we were checking out I noticed a Billa shopping bag that I had to have. Kevan said, "will you use it?" Yes, it's my Ukrainian bag. I carried our groceries in it and I felt like a local! We made dinner with the leftover chicken and made one of Kevan's favorite, Deviled eggs. Our translator had never had them. He said he enjoyed the new dish. We watched a few episodes of 24 then went to sleep.