Monday, Nov. 1st - Is that Subway, subway, or "subway"?

I got to see my boy twice today! Hooray!!! It was definitely a bonding day for Max and Annie. This morning she got her first Max hug. He was playful with me, but he wanted Annie. They crawled together, played piano together, played ball together,... he was all over her! He was fascinated with her brackets (braces)! He watched everythind she did and everything she said. He watched how she formed her mouth to make words and he mimicked her sounds. These are all great signs that he can learn, will learn, and has bonded with Annie!!! The only thing that would have made all of this better is if my other daughter could be here. Then came time to eat - they have Subway in Russia! Annie and I both really like Subway and, considering that we single handedly caused stock in McDonalds and Pizza Hut to drastically increase this week, we were ready for a change. So, we quickly found out that Subway isn't the same in Russia. We decided that one more trip the the Golden Arches was a preferred option. Something is really wrong when you choose to eat McDonalds because it's easier on your stomach than the other options! lol So now the real fun begins. We took the subway as we've done for the passed three days. I counted the stops... four on the red line, get off, and then six on the blue line. I counted carefully and made sure we were right by the doors for the sixth stop. The subway comes to a stop and you aren't going to believe this... THE DOORS DIDN'T OPEN!!! We rode to the next stop and since I didn't know what to do I got off so that I'd have time to think. While standing there trying to figure out what to do we noticed a young girl quite sick. I quickly emptied one of our bags and grabbed my little packets of tissues and Annie ran them to her. By the time she got back to me, the young girl and her companion were back on the subway. Let's recap - I'm lost in Russia, can't read any of the signs, can't speak the language to ask directions, we're hungry, and now my hands are full - and until this trip, had never been on a subway even in my own country! There were only two lines at this particular station and I knew that the one I just got off of had already passed my stop, so I got on the other one. We went one stop and got off and we were at our stop! Whew!!! By this time I'm emotionally drained and Annie was tired, so we decided to just get a pizza and take it back to the hotel. We got to Pizza Hut, placed our order, and said "to go". And you won't believe what the waitress said..."ahh, yes, subway". NOOOOO! I've had enough "subway"! The word subway is supposed to be English. I'm supposed to understand English! May I speak to the bilingual 3 year old again, please - at least she, I'm not supposed to understand! So, we decided not to eat at Subway, we got lost on the subway, and we got our pizza "subway"!