One more day of work - and then I go to Russia

Will I really blog? I don't know. I tend to be better at writing when traveling alone. I'm traveling with Matt on this trip, which usually means a lot of champagne, a little wine/beer, and a night cap of port...yep, just about every night.

But Matt is a good traveler in that he is up for anything, can walk for miles without seeming to notice, and knows when I'm ready for a drink - be it hot tea or bubbly champagne. He also shares with me a fine appreciation of caviar, which simply has to be a good thing in Russia.

Our flights were strategically booked to ensure upgrade upon booking, so there has been nothing but happy thoughts of lay-flat beds in business class to picture in my mind. I will turn my next age over the Atlantic Friday night at midnight...the plan is to have a glass of champagne in my hand. Given that we'll have been on the plane for a few hours by then, I may promptly pass out.

One more day. Then on to my next adventure.

I'll keep you posted.