Day Two, Monday 31 December 2012. The Heathrow Lodge provides a complimentary shuttle service to airport, which They book for you. I am over-early and have to mill about the airport a lot even before checking in.
I check in, enter a small debate about not having a return flight. and now I know I am really going. Time to watch the planes come and go.
|Sheremetovo Airport bus stops [with German sign!]|
There's only fifteen passengers on this plane. We are nearly outnumbered by the crew. I do contemplate tears as we take off, but actually not running screaming off the plane. I tell myself that all the ones I watched got up okay. The vegetarian message didn't get through, but they found me nuts, cheese, buckwheat and fruit.
|Belorusski Station [Voksal]|
The landing was great, an hour earlier than I expected. Outside all the Aeroflots all parked up for the new year, and white topped with snow. The pristine and stylish terminal is deserted except for us fifteen. Reclaim the new Argos suitcase, do up coat and set off into the Russian night. Have studied Rough Guide what to do at the bus stop, find sign for Rechoy Voksal [means Riverbank Station], check it out with someone else waiting, bus comes, get off at same time as lady leaving at same place. As per Rough Guide's advice continue to reject taxi advances, find Rechnoy and guess at station [Belorusski] to get off at. Wrongly.