As of right now, we only have 4 hours left of our 23 hour and 35 minute layover here in Moscow. It's a huge bummer that we couldn't get visas to leave the airport, but we've found ways to keep ourselves entertained... Here's how we've been occupying ourselves:
1) Tracking the sun's movement haha
2) People watching
3) Playing "Cut the Rope" on our iPhones
4) Unsuccessfully trying to get Netflix or Hulu+ to work on our iPhones
5) Finding the best bathroom in our terminal
6) Accidentally spending $50 on 2 cups of tea, three sandwiches, and two bottles of water. We were a little off on calculating what a "good buy" is when paying with rubles
7) Trying to communicate with people that don't understand us, and we don't understand them
8) Blogging lol
9) Joking about eating the brown sugar we have in our bags because we're so hungry (we're bringing the sugar to a missionary in Ukraine, but it's been quite the issue in security. Everyone sees this "strange and mysterious dark brown mass" in our bags and then makes us unpack everything to see what it is. We now have learned how to say "brown sugar" in Russian lol (коричневого сахара)
10) Perfecting the art of sleeping in small airport chairs that have metal armrests. Basically, my backpacking backpack is laid down in the middle chair of the row, and Byron's backpacking backpack is laid down on top of it. Then, sit with our backs against the backpacks and hang our legs over the armrest into the next chair. To sleep semi-comfortably, we need a row of 5 seats. The only problem is, your butt, arms, and legs fall asleep pretty frequently, so Byron and I have to trade chairs and adjust our position every 15-20 minutes haha
-we also learned that if you aren't actively using all 5 chairs, a babushka will come and sit in the middle of your row, throwing the whole system off. A babushka entering "camp" requires "camp" to be moved to a new area of the terminal.
11) Regardless of babuskas "camp" crashing, pack up "camp" every two hours to see if we can find a better spot to sleep...
12) Say "well, it's time to pack up camp again" every time you pack up "camp" (Byron wants you to know that the worst "camp" was next to a drafty window that had floor air conditioning and ceiling air conditioning... Our lips are still blue from hypothermia... But it was a good sleeping spot because we were so cold, we were lulled into a hypothermic doze.)
So, now you have a comprehensive list of things you can try if you ever have a 23 hour layover in a country you're not allowed to enter!
God Bless,
Emily
1) Tracking the sun's movement haha
2) People watching
3) Playing "Cut the Rope" on our iPhones
4) Unsuccessfully trying to get Netflix or Hulu+ to work on our iPhones
5) Finding the best bathroom in our terminal
6) Accidentally spending $50 on 2 cups of tea, three sandwiches, and two bottles of water. We were a little off on calculating what a "good buy" is when paying with rubles
7) Trying to communicate with people that don't understand us, and we don't understand them8) Blogging lol
9) Joking about eating the brown sugar we have in our bags because we're so hungry (we're bringing the sugar to a missionary in Ukraine, but it's been quite the issue in security. Everyone sees this "strange and mysterious dark brown mass" in our bags and then makes us unpack everything to see what it is. We now have learned how to say "brown sugar" in Russian lol (коричневого сахара)
10) Perfecting the art of sleeping in small airport chairs that have metal armrests. Basically, my backpacking backpack is laid down in the middle chair of the row, and Byron's backpacking backpack is laid down on top of it. Then, sit with our backs against the backpacks and hang our legs over the armrest into the next chair. To sleep semi-comfortably, we need a row of 5 seats. The only problem is, your butt, arms, and legs fall asleep pretty frequently, so Byron and I have to trade chairs and adjust our position every 15-20 minutes haha-we also learned that if you aren't actively using all 5 chairs, a babushka will come and sit in the middle of your row, throwing the whole system off. A babushka entering "camp" requires "camp" to be moved to a new area of the terminal.
11) Regardless of babuskas "camp" crashing, pack up "camp" every two hours to see if we can find a better spot to sleep...
12) Say "well, it's time to pack up camp again" every time you pack up "camp" (Byron wants you to know that the worst "camp" was next to a drafty window that had floor air conditioning and ceiling air conditioning... Our lips are still blue from hypothermia... But it was a good sleeping spot because we were so cold, we were lulled into a hypothermic doze.)
So, now you have a comprehensive list of things you can try if you ever have a 23 hour layover in a country you're not allowed to enter!
God Bless,
Emily
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