After our week in Moscow, we headed for the airport. I'm always one to get to the airport in plenty of time. So, given the fact we were flying from Moscow to Vladivostok, Russia, I wanted to make sure we made the flight. But, Moscow traffic that afternoon was horrendous. It took us over and hour to get to the airport, which normally takes about 20 minutes. Once there and after waiting in line for over an hour (so we're now one hour away from our flight departing) we learned that we were in the wrong terminal. We ran outside and hopped on a commuter bus to the next terminal. I thought it would be a five minute ride. More than thirty minutes later and nearly dying from a bus that almost slammed into us, then running for 10 minutes, we arrived at the terminal security checkpoint just to go through it before they closed the flight. We had just made it. I was so relieved! We had a nice 8 hour flight to Vlad. Downton Abbey was my best flying buddy during these long trips. Love that show. But, anyway, when we arrived to Vlad, we were exhausted. Russia is such a large country. Here we are after arriving.

One thing I had to get used to in Russia were the variety of smells, which included body odor as many of the people there do not have great personal hygiene practices. We were thrilled to be greeted by Sally and the mission driver Posha. It was so fun to see her! She looked beautiful. Vladivostok, in my opinion, is the San Francisco of Russia. A bay city complete with beautiful bridges, a pier, and hilly terrain, it really reminded me of northern California. We arrived at Greg and Sally's apartment and I really just wanted to go to bed. But, knowing we had to adjust to a new time zone, we ate lunch and then decided to go exercise before enjoying a delicious dinner at one of the local hotel restaurants. Greg was called to serve as the mission president of Vladivostok. They had only been there since the end of June, so they were adjusting to all things Russia, too. The mission home there is an apartment. It's actually quite large compared to most Russian apartments. The next day we visited the mission office and met some of the wonderful missionaries with whom they are getting to know during their time there. We also ventured out to explore Vladivostok and ran across this LASIK vision center.

We enjoyed a fun walk along the pier before going to a North Korean restaurant for dinner. The dinner was - in and of itself - quite an experience. The restaurant which is in Vladivostok is owned and operated by the North Korean government. The staff are North Koreans, on special assignment from the North Korean government to go to Vladivostok to run the restaurant. I felt like I was being watched and/or listened to the entire time there but the staff was very friendly and the food was delicious. A must go to if anyone is ever in Vlad. That weekend we traveled to a nearby city where we witnessed the baptism of an older lady. She said she had returned to Russia four years earlier in search of the Holy Spirit. After she was baptized that day she told me she felt the Holy Spirit and knew the gospel was true. It was such a special experience. Sunday, we went to church at the Vladivostok branch. It's always interesting listening to the entire fast and testimony meeting in another language, but the Spirit of God can be felt even when you don't understand what's being said. Monday was our last full day in Vlad. We spent it touring the city with Greg and Sally, even finding a Cinnabon at a nearby mall and then going for seafood and ice cream on the pier. It was a wonderful day. We are so proud of Greg and Sally and the wonderful work they are helping perform in that mission. We left on for our journey back to the U.S. by way of Tokyo, Japan, then Los Angeles, then San Francisco to Utah the next day. We were exhausted when we arrived home but we had a fantastic time in Russia and look forward to going back.