During the last week of April I flew to the United States to give a talk at Coastal Carolina University. They arranged the travel, so I flew on Aeroflot to the US and American Airlines from NY to South Carolina (two separate carriers, two separate trips and itineraries). Normally I fly Lufthansa and United through Frankfurt, but I was through Moscow.
On my way back through Moscow, I had a 12 hour layover at Sheremetova. I hadn't been there since we visited Krasnoyarsk in 2012 - while I was writing my dissertation - and I had never spent that much time in an airport alone (we did that much time in Istanbul on our way to KZ (
see post here), but that was with the family). The University paid for me to get a hotel, so I checked into a little mini-hotel right in the terminal for eight hours.
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My micro hotel.
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My micro hotel after I'd used it for sleeping and was getting ready to go wait in the terminal.
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While I was out wandering, eating and reading and waiting for my flight, I ran into our friend from church and co-worker who was also on his way back to Astana. He was on the flight an hour before me. It is a small world when you live in Astana.
Anyway, I took some fun pictures at the airport to commemorate my time there. Enjoy!
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I saw drinking fountains in Russia for the first time - and they were being used as garbage cans.... |
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This pigeon was just chilling in the terminal - it was quite empty that late at night! |
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I wonder if the signage was always an upside down Ukrainian flag, or if it was just a delicious irony. |
I am amazed at all the adventures that we are having living on this side of the world - even the small ones.
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