Day 20... Taken?

So a cool little story I forgot to mention yesterday.. when we were walking along the streets in Moldova, a woman stopped me and asked for a photo for Chisinau Street Style. I said ok but did not really know what was going on. She snapped a few photos of myself, my dress.. my shoes and asked my name, age and style inspiration. Um? Rolled out of bed and threw this on? haha. Anyways.. the blog is http://chisinaustreets.blogspot.com/.. what a compliment! Maybe I'll be on there in the next couple days. Can't say I have had that happen before!

Ok so the Taken story. Last night I ate some yogurt and I think it had gone bad because I woke up pretty sick this morning. I was home alone, as the other girls went to the orphanage this morning. I was sleeping and woke up to go to the bathroom when I heard the door open and some men talking. I started to panic. I could hear them walking through the apartment and then all of a sudden my door opened. I sat up and tried to look through the crack in the door. I just heard an 'oh! scuzati' and the door closed. I heard some banging and was wondering what in the world was happenning. I then heard drilling and I guess some workers had come to change the flooring in our apartment. Hm. Would have been nice to know beforehand!