I was so anxious about the two flights over here and thank the Lord, both went great. Our first flight left O'Hare around 8PM which is when Em usually goes to bed anyways, so she was so sleepy as we were boarding. She fell asleep after take-off and woke up about an hour later (which is unusual) but after that went right back to sleep and slept till they turned the cabin lights on about 1 1/2 before landing. Everyone on the plane was so happy with her, including me! Once we landed, she just kind of hanged with me at the Zurich airport and then was so tired that she fell asleep again for about two hours on our way to Moscow which made me very happy.
There was also this troupe of clowns on my flight from Zurich to Moscow, over one of their shoulders I read that they were apart of some Patch Adams Clown tour of Russia. They were from all over, Denmark, Italy, Switzerland and loved trying to entertain Emily when she was awake. At first I was a little freaked out by the group of about 8 in full clown gear, but they were all nice and for some reason clowns speaking Italian and German don't freak me out as much as American, bozo type clowns.
Going through Passport control in Moscow I was just waiting to be rejected. They're so serious! And I had no clue what anyone was saying to me. Russian is not an easy language to understand, it's not like Spanish, Italian, or French where you've heard it spoken before and can kind of guess what they're trying to say to you. But it was ok, they let us in. Oh, and Customs was a joke. I literally just walked right through, had no idea if I was supposed to or not...oh well, no one stopped me!
After some searching Brian and I finally spotted each other, it was so great to see him in the sea of men trying to offer me a taxi ride. So wonderful to finally all be back together. Since I didn't sleep a wink on the flights I was exhausted and just so happy and relieved that the journey was over. Now to begin the process of adjusting to the 9 hour time change...
Here's me and a very tired Emily right before take-off.
There was also this troupe of clowns on my flight from Zurich to Moscow, over one of their shoulders I read that they were apart of some Patch Adams Clown tour of Russia. They were from all over, Denmark, Italy, Switzerland and loved trying to entertain Emily when she was awake. At first I was a little freaked out by the group of about 8 in full clown gear, but they were all nice and for some reason clowns speaking Italian and German don't freak me out as much as American, bozo type clowns.
Going through Passport control in Moscow I was just waiting to be rejected. They're so serious! And I had no clue what anyone was saying to me. Russian is not an easy language to understand, it's not like Spanish, Italian, or French where you've heard it spoken before and can kind of guess what they're trying to say to you. But it was ok, they let us in. Oh, and Customs was a joke. I literally just walked right through, had no idea if I was supposed to or not...oh well, no one stopped me!
After some searching Brian and I finally spotted each other, it was so great to see him in the sea of men trying to offer me a taxi ride. So wonderful to finally all be back together. Since I didn't sleep a wink on the flights I was exhausted and just so happy and relieved that the journey was over. Now to begin the process of adjusting to the 9 hour time change...
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