So it's 1:50 in the AM normal people time and 9:50AM crazy go nuts Russian time. The entire plane is asleep. It seems to be some sort of sleeping lockdown. The hardcore flight attendant will scream your name (in a not so flattering way) if you dare to lift that shade closed tightly over the window. NO DAYLIGHT OR HAPPINESS OF ANY KINDS ALLOWED. EVER.
Due to land in Russia in three hours.
Jednak is ready to kill me already.
I just spent the past thirty min. bothering his sleepy ass for a pen.
What a solid dude.
So we arrive Monday at JFK at 11:30AM; eight entire hours before our flight. Why we did this I used to know but now the reasons have escaped me. Turns out we can't even check in and get our boarding pass until 5. No boarding pass= No terminal entry. Thank you nine eleven. So we are presented with six hours to rid of in a confined space with a gaggle of other people.
P.S.- JFK airport eats balls. Too small, dimly light, uggo to the max.
It was a very long and slow day until boarding the mondo plane at 7:45.
So, here I am, awake and antsy in my pantsy (Shit, Courtney still has my movie) to get off of this plane. I need a shower.
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