the beginning · My Home Is the Road

1. The beginning... The last point of despair... Irrational troops advancing on common sense... Friends called Turkish Airlines to ask if they could buy a ticket with cash – they were told yes... Overjoyed, I went to the airport and... no cash, online only... WTF! 🤬 What's the reason? Why do they dislike cash so much? I started trying to buy a ticket through someone else. First I asked acquaintances in Phuket, but some didn't have enough money on their card, others had other problems. Omar offered to buy through a travel agency (also an option), but that seemed like a hassle to me, and in the end it was my friend and colleague, who now lives in Armenia, who pulled me out of this. Thank you... 🌸 And thank you too, Ksyusha, very much, for suggesting that flying to Baku via Istanbul is cheaper than just to Istanbul. L-logic, yeah. )) Saved a couple tens of thousands of rubles on that. Baku is even better, at least people speak Russian there... probably... finally 😑

2. Flying across the Atlantic... 🌎 Now even an ocean won't separate me from home, and if need be, I won't have to find sea turtles to tie together and set sail like Captain Jack Sparrow... 🏴‍☠️

3. So much tenderness... Slippers, socks, an eye mask so the light won't disturb my sleep... 😘

4. Watched a couple of movies while flying – Sherlock Holmes. The rest of the time I tried to sleep...

Greetings from the not-so-distant past,
Arthur O'Harra.

14.05.2022