We're in the air on our way back to Moscow. I didn't get a chance to write after the trip to see Katya yesterday. We had time to play a little while, got some more pictures of us with her before we had to leave. After our visit we saw the education minister (I think that was who she was). She asked us basic questions and will represent us when we go to court. The view of mountains from the air is absolutely incredible! The stewardesses just moved a couple with a baby to the bulkhead across from us. That will be us in another month or 2.



Some time in the afternoon - somewhere over Russia. We are on our way to Moscow. The plane is hot, Russians like it hot. I don't know why. We've had lunch/dinner. Some cut meats, hamburger rolled in eggroll wraps, a buttered roll, some kind of dry pastry and coffee. Even though I am only wearing a long sleeved T-shirt and yoga pants I am hot. I don't know how the people do it. The people across from me are wearing jeans, shirts, and sweaters. They are traveling with a baby - about 8 or 9 months old. I wish we could have brought Katya home today. I didn't sleep well last night, the bed was impossible and now both my hips hurt and I'm tired, but of course not tired enough to sleep. When I get home I am going to work on a list of things we will need and getting Katya's room ready and learning more Russian - Good morning, thank you, and good-bye just don't cut it. Joe wants to see inside of the Kremlin when we get to Moscow. I hope there are other Americans staying at the hotel. I can't wait to call Karen and Linda. I'll write more after I get back home I'm sure. It seems strange leaving without her.