10.29 a.m. at home is 6.29 a.m. the next morning in Moscow.
I enjoyed deep sleep for four hours, then fitful sleep until 6 when the body said ‘enough.’
The teakettle was boiling in due course.
So, with a cup of Nescafe in hand, and the curtains drawn back on a steel-gray Moscow morning, I am facing the day.
View from my hotel room.
I arrived Moscow at 3.30 p.m. local time on Wednesday, March 21, after more than 24 hours of transit.
Here are first photos:
There’s no question I am no longer in Missouri!
Safely on time in Vienna. Now awaiting boarding for Moscow after trekking through half of Austria to get to my gate here at VIE.
I need a shower.
But mostly a shower.
I really like flying Air Canada!
And as I write whilst on a layover in Toronto, I’m grateful for:
- books that move me to weep
- blue skies
- the fancy United Club card for which I pay annually, but which allows me access to Star Alliance clubs around the world
- Morning Prayer
- friends who schlep me to the airport at 7.30 a.m.
- Auggie, with whom I had a tearful farewell (on my part, at least) on Tuesday
- Bose noise-canceling headphones.