So..I got my Australian visa about a week ago! To say I was excited would be an understatement.
A week ago today I arrived back home in Los Angeles more than 24 hours after I first left my apartment in Moscow. The last few days in Moscow alternated between crazy and me just waiting for time to tick by so I could actually pack everything up and go. I tried packing early but then had to keep pulling things back out. In the end I ended up leaving about half my wardrobe in my apartment for my flatmate to donate. Between packing and cleaning I tried to cram in a few last dates with friends. I tried not to think about every event being my last of its kind in the city. I hate goodbyes and just the thought of something being my last time experiencing it threatened to turn on the tears. “My last time riding this metro,” “my last time at church,” “my last night in this apartment.”
Thankfully there were so many things to look forward to in coming home, and so many things changing in Moscow that helped push me out, that I was ready to go in the end. I was so excited to go home that I couldn’t get on that plane fast enough. =) A far cry from my thought a few weeks earlier that I might spend the entire flight in tears. It probably also didn’t hurt that Moscow’s Domodedovo airport is always about 15 degrees too hot and any time spent inside is too much time there. Getting on an air-conditioned plane is always welcomed.
Anyway…in one sense it’s hard to believe my Russian life is over, but in another sense, it’s so wonderful being home it’s like I never left. =) I’m just trying not to think about the fact that I am most likely leaving again in 6 weeks. I am not sure what is happening with my Australian visa at the moment, but if that all works out I should be moving again at the end of September. In the meantime, though, I am enjoying every minute of being back in America. Love this place.
It’s so good to be home!
Ahh life…you are such an interesting creature. And I thank God every day for you.
I don’t think life ever works out *exactly* the way we plan it, but I think that’s part of the beauty of it. When I look back, many of the most rewarding moments of life were things I never *planned.*
As I sit here, I find myself at a crossroads again. To be honest, I kinda feel like I live in the middle of a crossroads. But…that’s what I signed up for, so I can’t complain about it.
A few months ago Russia was getting to be a little too “normal” for me [crazy how that works], a little too “familiar” – I felt myself not walking by faith anymore, but walking by routine. I had it all pretty much figured out. And it felt like God might be moving me from here…so I started praying like crazy. I told God I was ready to be back to an “easy” life [while Russia felt "figured out," that didn't mean it was "easy"]. I’ve learned [mostly] to not stress about stuff like this so I just kept going and praying and seeking direction, and dreaming of living back in America. I applied to two stateside jobs and my heart started pulling me that direction. It was easy to imagine a comfortable, American life, complete with more regular visits to family.
And then…suddenly plans seemed to be put on a fast track and it seemed like God was moving me back way earlier than I planned. Like 3 months earlier.
And then I had a job rejection. And then a job offer.
But ultimately I turned down the offer, and canceled the interview with the other organization. And decided to jump back on the “living by faith” train and pursue living in yet another foreign country. [Albeit one much more like my own. And one that doesn't require
learning attempting to learn another language. But it does require learning to drive on the "wrong" side of the road. So there's that. And I think that's a bit more dangerous than learning a new language, eek.]
While I am over-the-moon excited about the possibilities [nothing is finalized here, I'm still in the visa application process], I also find myself veering back towards all the “what ifs” that threaten to derail the living by faith train. It is SO easy to head down that path. I find myself second guessing myself. Wondering if this is the right decision. Especially when all my students’ parents are disappointed that I am leaving. I wonder if I should be staying.
And then I remember my very first night in Russia. It’s the only time I ever had this thought, but I remember it all hitting me as I went to sleep that night: “WHAT have I done with my life? Have I gone crazy? I quit my job and…this is scary.” Thankfully from that moment on, well, from the next day on, I never doubted again and God gave me the best year and a half of my entire life.
I KNOW from experience that God can provide, and work out all the little details that threaten to crowd my brain and take control of my thoughts. I know He can and WILL lead and guide. But it’s still a little bit scary to again walk into the unknown. Scary and exciting.
So…what is next? Well, 3 more weeks in Russia. Then back to CA for a few weeks and two family weddings. And then…? Possibly a new continent. =)
I wandered down to Red Square tonight after Bible study, since our new location is so close to it and was excited to see this gorgeous flower display going up. I presume it’s not finished yet, as I saw pallets and pallets of flowers waiting down a side street. Not sure if they are all being set up on Nikolskaya Street or not, but the ones that are there are gorgeous. If you are in the area, stop by and check it out. =)
*It was 11 pm when I took these pictures tonight, check out how light it still is. Love these long summer nights! Probably could have gotten better pictures had I walked by here earlier in the day though!
The tallest freestanding structure in Europe resides right here in Moscow. [And, interestingly enough, I learned this while climbing the Eiffel Tower last summer] Ostankino Tower can be seen from all over Moscow. I finally went over to Ostankino park to get a closer look.
The tower is 540 meters tall and you can pay (about a 1000 rubles) to go inside and up to an observation deck if you like. I chose to visit Ostankino Estate and park instead and enjoy the views from the ground. =) From Metro вднх you can take a tram (17 or 11) to the park. As is true of all of Moscow’s parks, it’s a gorgeous place for a stroll!
нескучный сад – whether these gardens are “boring” or not, you can decide for yourself. =) But this is one beautiful park right near the center of the city and certainly worth a look.
I simply adore all of Moscow’s parks, and wish this (rainy) weather would cooperate so I could get out and see some more of them! I have done so much exploring in my time here, and yet there is always more to see! I feel like I haven’t even scratched the surface of this beautiful city.
One of the super fun things about Tallinn? It’s located right on the Baltic Sea, and directly across from the capital of Finland! Which means it’s just a short, inexpensive ferry ride across the sea to get to Helsinki! I can’t think of a more fun way to spend a day while in Estonia!
While I was in Tallinn, we went to a Tallink office and booked a ferry ticket for the next day. There were a few options of fast or slow boats, the difference in price being a few euros. I paid more to ensure that I would be back to Tallinn earlier for my hosts to not have to wait up late to get me, but unfortunately the ferry was late in arriving at port, so I still ended up getting there about the same time as the slow boat would have gotten there. =( (We also left late from Tallinn on the way to Helsinki, so apparently that’s a common problem. Probably best to take that into consideration when planning a day/excursions there).
I had no set plans when I arrived at Helsinki, I just wanted to wander and explore for the day. I wandered into a free Finland museum (which, incidentally, has free bathrooms and is located right next to the paid public toilets, just a tip!), visited a few beautiful churches, wandered down by the waterfront and did some shopping, ate lunch at a place I would not recommend, and basically just photographed the city while wandering and getting myself lost. When it was time to head back to the ferry I just slowly started back in the direction I assumed was the way back to the port and sure enough, I eventually (and in plenty of time) found the port and ship headed back to Tallinn. I was exhausted from spending so many hours just walking, so it was nice to relax on the ferry (which, is a cruise ship btw, and the nicest “ferry” I’ve ever been on!) and kick up my feet!
A few pictures from the day: