You are in Moscow...you are not people

Robin, Grazina and I were picked up at the university by mini bus and taken directly to the Lithuanian airport in Vilnius. That's when the adventure REALLY began. At the Transaero (Aeroflot) check in, we were given our baggage claims, and then the girl pulled us aside and with a grin said, go to the transfer desk in Moscow and they will do something or something else with it. If you don't, your bags may not go through to Kazakhstan. She reiterated as we walked away, be flexible...

One the plane, the pilot, keep maneuvering around the clouds. It seemed odd to to going up and down , to the left and right over and over. Oh well...I 'm not in Kansas. Landing in Moscow was a hoot. The sides of the runways were literally littered with dozens ( not exaggerating) of planes. Robin jested they were for spare parts. Once in we're went to the transfer desk...where they told us to wait for 3 hours since we didn't have transfer visas--which we didn't need anyway because we're we're not leaving the airport. Grazina, our Russian interpreter, turned to us and said, you are in Moscow, you are not people...so in quarantine, I write these notes. At least there are toilets in the area. Grazina asked the girl at the counter again why we had to wait...she kindly told us that since Kazakh airlines leaves from the domestic terminal and tha we are in the international terminal, without a transit visa, we are not allowed out of the area. They will transport us two hours before our flight. We arrived at 1:30...our plan departs at 10:45. Do the math...


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Location:Moscow airport...quarantined