It was gonna happen sooner or later...

We were on our way home from grocery shopping and the gas station (they pump gas for us at the gas stations here). We were driving happily listening to Counting Crows when we noticed a police officer in the distance. Darron made sure he wasn't speeding but the police officer starting waving his big stick at us to pull over. This happens often in Moscow--the random checking of passports, visas, and proper driving documents. Thank Goodness Darron remembered to take all of the above with him! Plus, we lucked out and the officer was very nice and even spoke to us in English a bit. That was a good thing since I don't know if my newly learned Russian vocab words of meat, refrigerator, saucepan, and bedroom would have helped the situation! He merely asked to see Darron's passport and driving documents... then told us to have a great day! WHEW!