Dec. 30th, 2004

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...the more different they become!

What a difference a night makes.

Last night, Vladimir V. - with whom I've had the pleasure of working on various NASA projects in the past - and I were sitting in the computer room at the Fili discussing the fine points of how best to render the term "муниципальное образование" in English (I despised the collocation "municipal formation" that seems to be the odds-on favorite of so many sites in Russia), when a fax came in, the upshot of which is that now, the spacecraft and its ground support equipment are scheduled to arrive in the early afternoon (instead of early in the morning).

The effect this has on my schedule is as follows: since I am scheduled to be part of the team that escorts the train carrying the satellite and its support equipment from the airport to the полтинник, I am now faced with the prospect of doing so after sundown. If bitter cold was promised for mid-day, when the operation was originally scheduled, I can only imagine how cold it's going to be after Helios retires for the night. (I am glad I staged my thermos along with a change of underwear before leaving for home in November!)

Too, earlier in the evening, I had picked up some warm pants and a parka that were definitely "Nanook class," as far as heat retention is concerned. While I may look like a stuffed red kewpie doll wearing the stuff, I could probably walk around in a 50-mph wind in Antarctica and, well... only freeze off parts that might be exposed to the elements.

Breakfast starts in a few minutes, after which our boss - Viktor K. - will supervise the translation of the rest of the certificates, which ideally must be processed before the spacecraft arrives. But before that, I plan to catch a few rays of a marvelous sunrise that is occurring right now!

Onward!

Cheers...
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A cold night, that is.

The Antonov didn't arrive quite as early as we had been led to believe, and most of our team is out at the airport helping unload the aircraft. This is a somewhat lengthy process, which starts with customs clearance and continues with setting up a ramp used to slide the containers out into the crisp Kazakh air. As the containers come out, they are hoisted onto railroad flatcars by a heavy-duty crane. All in all, this process is supposed to take about 6 hours, after which the train moves slowly back toward the processing facility, taking about another 6 hours for the trip.

I'll be on that train, in the "doghouse," which is the enclosure for the folks (various security and technical personnel and an interpreter, c'est à dire, moi) who will escort the train on its journey.

Frankly, I'm pretty well set for the job, so aside from the inconvenience of not spending the night in my bed, this should not be any kind of big deal.

I'm told dinner is served, so I think I'll wander over and grab a bite.

Cheers...

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