Flight to Moscow
1 July 2008- Tuesday
I left the house at noon for the one hour drive to the Cincinnati airport to be on time for my 3:00 o’clock departure to JFK. The weather was beautiful, the trip uneventful and the airport was not crowded although the plane, which was a 737, flying from Cincinnati to JFK was only about ¾ full – which was OK with me since there was an empty seat next to me for this 2 hour flight. I had checked my bags through to JFK and, since Delta is right next to the International Terminal, it was a short jaunt over to, again go through security to get into the international terminal to find aero flaut and because of my early arrival, the desk was staffed, but there were very few people. I walked up and presented my electronic ticket. They immediately presented me with a boarding pass, which was for an aisle seat on a 767-300. Now, it was just a matter of waiting on proceeding to the aero flaut departure gate, sure enough, there were plenty of Elder Hostel people camped out and raring to go. Someone started the rumor that the Russians did ‘mob’ boarding instead of the usual, however, they were wrong and they did board the back of the aircraft first which relieved my anxiety since a number of the Russian passengers were carrying several carry-ons of goods they had bought in the United States. I was afraid the overhead cabinets would be all full. My window seat partner turned out to be a gal by the name of Sue who is also traveling with Elder Hostel. She was a pleasant young lady who was exhausted from her trip up from Tampa and, in short order, fell asleep for the duration of the trip. I waited until dinner was served, which wasn’t really that bad, then took my Ambien and was in la-la land for about 4 solid hours before waking up. By the way, the first announcement of the Russian group was that there would be no entertainment provided on the aircraft. After that, every announcement was made by a very soft-spoken Russian woman who was totally intelligible and Sue and I would look at one another and ask “what did she say?” – Neither of us having heard the announcement.
I left the house at noon for the one hour drive to the Cincinnati airport to be on time for my 3:00 o’clock departure to JFK. The weather was beautiful, the trip uneventful and the airport was not crowded although the plane, which was a 737, flying from Cincinnati to JFK was only about ¾ full – which was OK with me since there was an empty seat next to me for this 2 hour flight. I had checked my bags through to JFK and, since Delta is right next to the International Terminal, it was a short jaunt over to, again go through security to get into the international terminal to find aero flaut and because of my early arrival, the desk was staffed, but there were very few people. I walked up and presented my electronic ticket. They immediately presented me with a boarding pass, which was for an aisle seat on a 767-300. Now, it was just a matter of waiting on proceeding to the aero flaut departure gate, sure enough, there were plenty of Elder Hostel people camped out and raring to go. Someone started the rumor that the Russians did ‘mob’ boarding instead of the usual, however, they were wrong and they did board the back of the aircraft first which relieved my anxiety since a number of the Russian passengers were carrying several carry-ons of goods they had bought in the United States. I was afraid the overhead cabinets would be all full. My window seat partner turned out to be a gal by the name of Sue who is also traveling with Elder Hostel. She was a pleasant young lady who was exhausted from her trip up from Tampa and, in short order, fell asleep for the duration of the trip. I waited until dinner was served, which wasn’t really that bad, then took my Ambien and was in la-la land for about 4 solid hours before waking up. By the way, the first announcement of the Russian group was that there would be no entertainment provided on the aircraft. After that, every announcement was made by a very soft-spoken Russian woman who was totally intelligible and Sue and I would look at one another and ask “what did she say?” – Neither of us having heard the announcement.
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