Hello everyone who reads my blog! Today I will continue my story. šš¤š„
Yesterday I could not, my mood was a little bad. The family where I live now started discussing politics, but I canāt hear anything about this topic, because I understand that all the news is a lie. And when you are in all this, you understand how big the difference is between what they say on the news and what is happening in reality.
But! I want to share my little joy with you. Today, for the first time in 3 months, I had a dream. I dreamed of Mariupol as I remember it before the war, I was walking around the city and then my mother came up to me and said: "There a woman found your dog." And I run there, I donāt feel my legs, it seems that Iām flying. A woman is standing, and she has my Tosya in her arms. And Tosya saw me and immediately ran to me. I fell to my knees and she began to lick my face.
I was not able to take my animals with me now, they are with my mother, but I miss them very much.
And I also found a bike. I never thought that I would enjoy cycling. But I don't have a driver's license. And then you have to drive around the city.
But plans to get a driver's license. We'll see how it goes.
Today I have a good sunny mood, it's sunny outside and it makes me happy.
But it's time to continue the story.
Vova (my sister's husband) approached me and Mr. S. and said that Sveta and the children were not allowed in, he was staying with them.
We were scared, we were in shock.
How so? They made it this way and now it's all over. Mr. S. was in great pain because he had persuaded them to go with him. He felt strong remorse.
We got on the bus to the plane and looked at the door where people were coming out. There were none.
We boarded the plane, found our seats, but there were none.
But I felt that everything would be fine, I just felt bad for Mr. S.
We looked at the clock, our flight was delayed, we understood that this was not just.
And so! At some point, the airport doors open and Vova, Sveta, Eric and Alice run out. They've been released! At the Russian airport, they turned a blind eye to the lack of passports for children.
It was a small victory.
They went into the cabin of the plane, we were glad. Sveta, Vova and Alice were in the same part of the plane, and Eric was sitting with us.
Eric told how he was afraid that they would stay. BUT! Everything worked out.
It was my first time flying in an airplane. It was scary and exciting + a lot of nerves at the beginning before the flight.
My head hurt a lot, my ears were blocked, but the view from the window was gorgeous, I was delighted, but inside I was very tired.
Tired people want to rest and stop. You know, the feeling was all the way that you were running, very tired, you want to rest but you canāt. I would have given up if not for Mr. S. He was my motivator and constantly pushed me forward. I love him. But it's a secret.
We are like the mafia. Mr. S. has a bad habit, he constantly looks at me when he takes pictures, and I look at the camera.
I switched places with Eric so that he also looked outside the window. Time flew by unnoticed. Here's some beauty outside your window.
We landed, I was afraid, but the feeling was interesting. The plane shuddered a little and you feel that everything inside also jumped. It's a funny feeling.
So we flew from Mineralnye Vody in Russia to Istanbul.
All social networks have been launched in Istanbul. Because when we were in Russia, Instagram did not work. I saw a lot of messages from friends. They laughed that I was in Istanbul, but there are absolutely no people in the photos from the airport. And I just caught the moments when everything passed.
In Istanbul we faced a new problem. Where to go?! There were two options: Greece or Germany.
In these countries there were relatives of Mr. S. They were ready to host us. But where is better? Where is calmer? Where you can relax for some period of time, do business, work and draw up documents. Where to go?
We sat and thought for a long time. We discussed what's next.
But! Then a second problem arose! Sveta, Vova and their children. They were definitely going to fly to Greece. Sveta's mother was there, she lived there for a long time.
BUT! After all, there were no documents for the children. What to do?
The airport contacted the airport in Greece, they brought up the topic of the first relationship. They decided everything for a long time, contacted Sveta's mother.
And yet it all worked out! They were allowed to fly to Greece. For one family, this story already had a good continuation.
Her mother paid for their ticket the same evening.
What about us? What have we chosen? š¤
Mr. C really wanted to go to Greece, he loves this country. She inspires him. This is his place of power, his dream. Mr. C is very fond of Greek architecture, food, people's character. He was already there and he was drawn there. He talked a lot about Greece.
But at the last moment we decided to go to Germany, to his other distant relatives.
Mr. C bought a ticket to Dusseldorf, Germany.
He was there the next evening.
We had the whole evening and day to walk around Istanbul.
We said goodbye to Sveta, Vova, their children and went to the bus to the city center.
While we were driving, Mr. C found a hotel where we could spend the night.
Honestly, it was something new. Istanbul is like a big, bright, colorful anthill.
But I will talk about this tomorrow. I have many photos from Istanbul and many impressions.