Going home...

We set off this morning early, realising that it was going to be a long day. 
The border crossing took an interesting turn...the documents prepared for the border to import the car were not exactly as they should be...and another form had to be completed...which, strangely enough, looked very similar to the one we had completed!!
The photo is of me in the office, trying to complete the form with the border guard.
However, this being Ukraine, the border/custom  guard was really helpful and, except for writing my name and signing, she did everything else. What's more, at the end, she came out with the documents we needed and thanked us for what we were doing for Ukraine...humbled once more.

We plodded along single track roads, through some lovely countryside. Spring clearly in blossom.
Finally, we arrived at the destination point for the vehicle in Ternopil, some 900 miles from Istanbul, a few border crossings and a few awkward police to contend with. It felt really good to have got the vehicle to the charity organisation: "Wheels for Victory." 
What was quite amazing, within minutes of us bringing the car into the garage, it was being inspected and work undertaken so it can be delivered onward. Real passion and commitment.
Never one to miss an opportunity to deliver aid, we were able to borrow a van from the same organisation, have it filled with aid and drive said van back to Lviv. We will share the aid, hopefully in refugee centres. Even in Lviv, some are forgotten and suffer hardship.
We finally arrived home about 19:30. We are glad to have been able to do this. It would be good to know what use the vehicle we delivered is put to. If we can, we will update. We want to thank all those who helped make this happen. 

Just to finish, we sometimes have to remind ourselves why we are here. There was another missile attack in Mykolaiv. While people were sleeping, a missile detonated on their apartment block. Seven killed, many wounded. Women and children. What had they done to deserve this fate at the hands of the murderous aggressor? We find it hard to make sense of this. How can the Russians do this? Why would they do this? 
And why would they think Ukrainians would not resist with all their strength and we, in our small way, not try to help?
A phrase used by one of our friends here is: "We will win together"
Let it be so.

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