I know it's been a few days since I've posted anything of any significance. My rant against chandeliers drew the ire of one particular reader who shall remain nameless Brandy. So, feeling unappreciated I decided to boycott myself. In the end, I caved.
So as described in an earlier post, my Russian visa expires tomorrow at midnight. This means I have to vacate the Russian premises and get ye back to the U.S. But I'm still on the movie so I'm going to San Francisco, to the city with the Russian Consulate that handles visas for California residents. The plan is to be on the consulate doorstep when they open and work them over in order to process a new visa for me within 48 hours. Then I go straight back to SFO and get on a plane back to Moscow by Thursday or Friday.
This harebrained scheme will result in me spending roughly 30 hours in the air. Oh, boy. I can hardly wait. Can. Hardly. Wait.
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