When the iron curtain fell in the 90's, my parents went to Russia with a group of other JWs. Since then, they've taught themselves Russian and now go over about every 3rd year.
They also work the Russian territory here once a month and spend about 10 hours traveling around in a 100 mile radius.
I drove them to the airport Saturday morning because they're going to the Russian District Convention in New York.
They'll probably tour Bethel. Again. For the 4th time.
Natually they'll come back all pumped up and zealous.
Until then, I'm intensely enjoying not having my phone ring daily on non-meeting nights, and multiple times on meeting nights whining and nagging about going to the meeting.
The whole thing is quite sad.