The flight to Paris was really long and the airport there as confusing as always. I am glad this part of the trip is done.
When ascending to Moscow, I spotted a bunch of rainbows. Fortunately, lightning was far away. It wasn’t the smoothest landing I’ve experienced, so I was happy to be on the ground. The Pole who had spoken to me in Paris appeared again and we went through customs together. He pulled me through and I was out of there faster than other travelers, but I had to listen to his opinionated speech about the modern Russia.
NOTE: This and the next few posts were written a few days back, but I was unable to post them because I had no internet on my laptop. Now that's fixed. Yay!