Escort Service

I don't think I told you this... I was just thinking about the trip last night and remembered this . In Kiev on the way over, we stayed in an apartment that had an 'escort service' in one of the apartments. We would walk by it on our way up to our apartment (which by the way was the 5th floor, no elevators, remember that when you are packing) anyway, we would always look at the sign on the door and think " man, what kind of place is THAT". Then the evening we were to catch our train down to region, Rich and Lindsey went to get some documents from the SDA and Shane and Alex stayed with me to pack up and get ready to go.
Rich told me that a cab would be picking me up in about a half hour and to make sure I was ready. I packed up and took the kids down to wait by the front door, which was a really dark, dirty and cold entry way. We waited and waited and waited. No cab. We stood there for an hour and a half waiting. I know I should have went back up to the apartment, but I was SURE it would be there any minute and didn't want to miss it, because I didn't know when our train left and it was on the 5th floor etc. So we just waited, Shane was not happy with me for making him stand there and Alex got very 'squirrelie' and a big babushka came by and scolded me for Alex taking his boots off.
Then some women came out from the escort service apartment. They walked by us and one of them said, "I know you have been out here a really long time, why don't you come inside my office and wait where it's warm"....Ahhhh, well, I think we're ok out here, but thank you. :)
But she insisted and it was cold and I really wanted to sit down, so we followed her inside. It was nice in there and she sat us down in what was probably the little 'getting to know each other' room with a cute little table and chairs and couch, oh and some not very family friendly pictures!
She got out her tea service and cute little china cups and served us tea. She was in a hurry to get some where so she left us there and said we could stay as long as we wanted.
I could hear other girls in the next room answering phone calls and asking which girls the caller was interested in. It was a little wierd. An hour and a half later, Rich finally calls me to see where we are, I whispered" I'm in the escort service" he said "WHAT"??? I whispered again I'm in the ESCORT SERVICE because no cab came and the nice lady let me come in". He was surprised, but not overly concerned (nice!)
He said he would be there shortly, but we really had to book it to the train because we were really running late. I politely thanked the girls in the next room, and got Shane's eyes back in his head and wiped that silly smile off his face (he's 18, you figure it out) and we hurried to catch the train.
I have pictures of us sitting there with our tea, I'll post them when I get them downloaded :)