I’m in Moscow for a month to visit family, intern at a bank, and generally wreak havoc.  Today is my second day and I love it here.  Moscow is cosmopolitan, cynical, wrecked in places and grandiose in others.

The flight over was a comedy of errors.  Delta is taking its reinvention very seriously – the inflight magazine was thinly veiled propaganda, and they’ve even got a website on the subject.  Despite these heroic efforts, Delta and I did not make travel better together.  First, the lady at check-in forgot to give me my boarding pass.  Then the plane was delayed two hours while the crew futilely tried to fix the entertainment system so that we would not have to endure a trans-Atlantic flight without Norbit.

My seatmate was an elderly cybernetics professor in Siberia, which I found fascinating.  We mocked the English-Russian translation of the in-flight menu.  It was a cross-generational bonding moment.

Tomorrow I start work!  I’m nervous.