We started the day with the first case of 'Kyiv belly' (Sherri) and I (Todd) ran around town looking for the Imodium that we foolishly forgot to pack. She was feeling better about the time we went for a visit to the lawyer's office to produce a power-of-attorney for Viktoria to do our business in Rivne. After a long walk with Viktoria around Kyiv to the office of a specific hotapic (notary), we learned that the translation of our passports was not included in the rather thick package of official forms, so no documents could be generated.
We packed and left with Galena to finish the paperwork at the SDA, then on to meet Viktoria for the ride to Rivne. Our private jet (a high mileage, propane-burning Kia) as flying right up until the time we were pulled over by the police for speeding. The fine? $5, plus a 15 minute delay and an embarrassed driver. He was shocked to learn that an equivalent speeding ticket in the US would likely have been $100!
We still arrived at the Hotel Tourist more quickly than anticipated. Vikoria informed us that it was a good hotel – how could it not be – look at all the guards! They kindly extended the hot water availability by 30 minutes (to 10:30 pm) for us to wash up before bed. Each floor has a 'house mother' and she provided the key – and probably cracks down on the noisy and unruly. A Soviet hotel experience, for certain.
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