|The SDA agent and I pose for a picture|
We look at beautiful hand painted Ukrainian eggs as well as stacking dolls. Roman, our facilitator tells us we need to go, so we get into our new driver, Sergey's car, and drive to the airport to pick up the missing bag. Yes it was found!!! All in God's perfect timing, right before we leave to see the kids.
This place is in the middle of no where and all the rooms are taken. We need two rooms, one for me and Ally and one for the facilitator. Roman told us that in his 5 years of working in this region this has never happened. The women at the front told us there was one option, so we followed an old women up 2 flights of stairs and down a dark hallway...creepy. She unlocks the second dark wooden door on the left and Roman starts laughing. I peek my head past him, and I see a small room. There are 3 twin beds shoved against the walls with no bathroom. That's not going to work.