Siberia, Russia Part 2 – Where Are We and What Day Is It?
Standing in airport in San Diego, I began to wonder exactly how long it was going to take to get to city of Chita in Siberia. The combination of a vodka hangover, three flights, one train ride and a jump over international date line didn’t help. At first glance, it looked like a total of two days, which wasn’t bad for going to other side of earth.
I should have paid more attention in math.
The itinerary for getting from San Diego to Chita read like this:
1.Fly from San Diego to Seattle.
2.Meet charity representative and other professor.
3.Fly from Seattle to Anchorage.
4.Fly from Anchorage on Aeroflot [gulp] to Khabarovsk, Russia.
5.Take train from Khabarovsk to Chita.
How bad could it be? Very, very, very bad. Did I mention “bad”?
The flight to Seattle was no problem. I met Tom Dickinson, founder of Siberian Intercultural Bridges, but we couldn’t find other teacher. Turns out flight to Anchorage wasn’t till next morning, so it didn’t really appear to be a problem. Around midnight, our attitude changed and we had written off teacher.
At 8 a.m., Grea Waters from Kentucky appears out of Seattle mist. We have our second professor and