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Successful trip

 IMG_0858 It is now a week since we arrived back in Rzhyshchiv. 

We received our visa’s for three years.  All-in-all, the whole trip was marvelously blessed. 

We got tickets for the mid-day train from Krakow to Lvov, which got us into Lvov at midnight.  It is only about 400km, but the train travels slowly and at the border, a different gauge wheel base is put on our carriages, and that takes yonks.  The carriages are separated, then disengaged from the wheel bases, then lifted up, then lowered down once the new wheels are in place.  I took a picture of the Polish rail worker as he made the change for us.

I was glad to see our bus still where we left it as we came out of the train station in Lvov.  We had left it head-on to the roundabout just outside the Lvov train station and I wasn’t 100% sure I could trust the guys who were responsible for looking after parking.  I gave them $2.50 a day as “parking fees”.  It was nice to load our tired kids straight into the van for the 3.5 hour trip to Rovno.

Since getting back, we’ve enjoyed having visitors from Chernigov – Conner and Corrine and kids.  They serve the Lord in a church up there with whom we have had fellowship in the past.  It was good hanging out together.

Miscellaneous photos of the last few days

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Application forms submitted

What a day!  I ran.  In fact, I ran more today than I’ve ran during the entire last year!  It felt real good once I’d gotten used to it. 

I went to the consulate this morning to appeal to the representative asking him if I could submit our documents this arvo, as we would only be receiving the letter of invitation after 2:00.  He said that would be fine but that they closed at 3:00.  At about 2:30, I was in an internet cafe when the letter arrived in our mail-box.  I printed it off and then took off running.  I found an old taxi with an old taxi driver who didn’t read the street name but looked where I put my finger on the map and said hop in.  I discovered that he couldn’t read maps, or had Alzheimer's.  He took me across the river before I definitely decided that he didn’t know a better way than I did.  I showed him again and tried to read the street name to him, (I don’t think he could read and the sounds of some polish letters I haven’t conquered yet).  He got me there with 5 minutes to spare.  The place was already closed.  Lights were off and the main door was shut.  Thankfully though, someone had not pushed it fully closed and the door hadn’t locked, so I walked in.  The young worker smiled when he saw me and told me that it would be fine and that I could submit the documents still and pick them up next Tuesday morning.  Super!!!  I walked out of there and threw my arms in the air sending praises to God as I walked down the road.

So, in spite of an oversight with our documents, we will only stay one extra night in Krakow, which won’t cost too much extra.


Another day in Krakow…

Well, the Lord saw fit to not make our paths straight today.  Great!  (What a pathetic faith I’m sure some people think we have!  When things go good, we say that God blessed; when things don’t go well, we say that God blessed and we trust Him.) 

We lodged three applications for visas today.  The consulate refused to accept the three girls applications because their names were not listed on the letter of invitation.  I say the words, “Love bureaucracy,” a lot.  If I don’t, I’m afraid I might get a bad attitude. 

I quickly ran off to find a wi-fi, (pronounced “wee-fee” in Poland), network so that I could Skype Andrei in Kiev to ask if he could get a letter of invitation done up real quick for the girls.  Thankfully he wasn’t on holiday and was able to get one done.  He takes it to the ministry of culture tomorrow and we’ll hopefully be able to get them submitted before noon.  It will mean an extra day in Krakow, but that’s a small price to pay.

We spent the afternoon walking around the picturesque old town – ate at an outdoor cafe, sat in a 900+ years church building and listened to someone playing the pipe-organ, shopped in a second-hand shop (go Pris!), watched a statue “guy” do his stuff, and walked too far.  Elle only asked once when we were going to get “there”…  We’ll rent some bikes tomorrow and cycle a bit further out if the weather is good.