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[alexpgp]

Spending two hours unscrewing my flight home.

Going off to look for the House of Books. Missing it. Missing it again. Finding it. Looking around. Going home.

Dinner.

The long post-dinner walk.

Watching Castle

More later.

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[halfshellvenus.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on your (finally) successful arrival. :)

[alexpgp.livejournal.com]

At times, I express myself too laconically. I was trying to say it only took me two hours (six disconnections, five customer service reps, four sessions on hold, three different price quotes, two attempts to pay them, and a golden ring thrown in there, somewhere) before I was able to settle the issue of just when I will return home.

Once that was done, I set off to visit a bookstore that's been aound since my first visit to the USSR in 1975, but the area had changed so much, I first thought it had been transformed into a cineplex. The store still has a decent selection of books, but the first floor—where once you could buy the collected works of Lenin and the ever popular "Collected Speeches of L.I. Brezhnev"— is now a haven for yuppies.

Thanks for stopping by...

[halfshellvenus.livejournal.com]

Oh, no-- so not there yet, but out of the hospital and able to finally narrow down travel arrangements to get home?

How easily do you read Russian language literature, if that was the bulk of what was available? Though I think you have a Kindle as well, don't you? That offers more flexibility.

I can always recommend the Harry Bosch mysteries by Michael Connolly, if you haven't already read those (modern noir), and there are several E.M. Forster novels available free on Kindle.

How much longer, then, until you return? And did you get a diagnosis, or more of an exclusion and a sense that you were well enough to travel?