In Kharkiv with Mel, waiting for our overnight train to Kyiv. Sadly, tomorrow we part ways, as I'm headed to Lithuania and Mel will stay in Kyiv for a few days before heading to L'viv and then to Switzerland.
Today Viktor Y. (the dad of my family in Balaklia) was installed as the pastor of the Baptist church there I attended for two years. Nadia's dad (his father-in-law) was the pastor for many years, but he's almost 80, so he decided to step down. It's a decision Viktor and Nadia have been contemplating for the last couple of years, and while it's going to add even more into their busy lives, I can't think of anyone better suited to pastor the church than Viktor. Melanie and I stayed a day longer than we planned in Balaklia just so I could be at the service.
Last night, Melanie and I visited my friend Nataliya, and we had a grand time. We drank tea, ate cookies, played with baby chickens, were not allowed to see the newborn ducks lest they imprint on us and think we were their mothers, cut wheat with a scythe, and laughed and joked like the three single, travel-loving language teachers we are.
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