Another day in the elevator...

Early in the morning we went on a nice walk to a monument that we later found out was a memorial to those who suffered in WWII. There was a nice view of the, no, not the abandoned space ship, it's really the building that houses the year-round circus show.

A nice visit with baby Brady today. We had to share the ball
room with another family so they went outside first and we played inside first. Owen had a blast bowling again and the baby was crawling everywhere. When we went outside, he seemed so sleepy. Nothing like a nice sunny, warm day after the rain. Here's the front of the baby house and Owen enjoying the rocking seat with the other equipment in the background.

After our walk around the monument, we were on our way to our apartment on the fourth floor to have our snack and get the things for baby Brady when --- the electricity went out in the elevator. Suddenly it was pitch black and we weren't moving. Boy, was I glad Michael was there and I was glad for my compulsive paranoia about getting stuck in places that I had previously checked out the alarm button. I started pushing that while Michael opened the inside door to get a little light in. We kept calling out and knocking on the door until someone came. It was our neighbor who then when to get her English/Russian dictionary. Poor Michael,with all his fabulous Russian, didn't know "Help!" or "The elevator is stuck." Finally he told her that our translator was downstairs in the white van and she went to get her. They used a tool to open the door and we easily climbed out. We were in there about 30 minutes. Thank goodness for kind neighbors who helped us - we'll have Owen draw a picture for them later. I was a bit scared but Owen thought it was "very exciting!" Did I take the elevator later in the day after going to the market? Sure, wouldn't you??

(posted by Eileen)

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