We had a shortened visit with Elizabeth today because we had to first stop by the pharmacy and get some Ben-Gay and ibuprofen for my sore neck. Ben-Gay actually sounds (and smells) the same in Russian, it just looks funny on the box. Then when we got to the orphanage, we had to wait 20 minutes before they brought Elizabeth to us. Tara and I are both anxious to get her out of there and into the hotel with us so we can spend more than an hour or so at a time with her. I'm sure she'll cry all the way to the hotel, but at least once out of the orphanage we can give her food to calm her down. Right now, that's not allowed ... unless you are Russian adoptive parents, apparently.
Here are some pictures:
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The first one is the hallway of the current floor we're on at the Azimut Hotel. The ones of the trees show ribbons that bridegrooms are supposed to tie as high as possible to show their love for their new bride. The other two street scenes are just of the street surrounding the park with those trees.
And now, just added!, the first pictures Elizabeth has ever taken (as far as we know):