Camp Volna (Wave) where we first met Katya

I thought about what to tell the inquisitor. Yeah, well, my wife and I are here on vacation. Yep, just here to take in the sights. Well, you know how crowded Hawaii is in February. Sure. And would you by chance be able to give us directions to Vladivostok-Disneyland? A winter get-away in Far East Russia didn’t sound very convincing. Besides, all Mrs. Stalin would have to do was open our luggage to reveal the children’s clothes, medicines, and three-ring-binders filled with adoption information. A lie was neither plausible nor sustainable.