Home Sweet Home

Ahhhh, Home sweet Home. I arrived home from Russia safe and sound but not before nearly missing my connecting flight in Paris. The ever-changing Charles de Gaulle airport is a commuter shuttle nightmare. Nina and I raced from one terminal to the next getting to Gate E87 in time for our Air France flight home to JFK. A 2-hour window should have been ample time to find a gate but it wasn't. With 2 minutes to spare we boarded a plane with dozens of grumbling passengers wanting to lift-off. But we weren't the only ones who were late. A head-count was given twice but 3 unfortunate souls failed to show. They're probably still searching today...

Meanwhile, I'm recovering from my new addictions to Vodka, Bilinis and Russian tea from a Samovar. These are the culinary delights that the U.S. fails to import enough of. Maybe a new trend needs some attention....?