On terra firma in Moscow! But I seem to be missing something....ah yes...my husband! I arrived...Steve did not.
Here’s the scenario: We’re at the Atlanta airport on Saturday checking in with Delta and I just happened to open our freshly delivered visas/passports (they arrived first thing Saturday morning for our afternoon flight). While I was comparing our approved entry and exit dates, (side note: Russia is very specific about which day you can enter and exit the country, wrong date = no entry), I notice my entry date was 11/28, Steve’s was 11/29. There was no way he was going to get into the country yesterday.
So...Steve flew to Kiev, Ukraine, (he was going to fly there this morning for a meeting any way) and I went solo to Moscow. I hope to meet up with him around 2 a.m. when he arrives at the hotel. What would travel be without a little drama?
I flew with a total of 6 huge bags!!! Delta cast pity on us and allowed me to take a few of Steve’s due to our drama. I must have looked ridiculous at baggage claim as I somehow, single-handedly, hoisted all 6 bags on top of each other on a baggage cart “leaning tower of Pisa style”. A Russian porter did offer to help...for $40 US dollars! I thought he said $14 and when I confirmed, I dug deep and found my inner Helga and hoisted those puppies one on top of another. I knew there was no other choice as I needed to get through customs and security. Unbelievable.
I stopped by the apartment which is truly fantastic. This is the photo I took of the Kremlin this morning from our living room window...
and while it was a beautiful sunshiney day, this is the photo I took outside our kitchen window...and yes, that is snow on the ground, (whimper)...
I also just noticed my computer has turned Russian. My Google headings and side bar items are now all in Russian. Well, thank goodness I know Russian...oh wait...
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