Flying Home to Russia…

Svetochka likes to irritate me with pictures of my irritation…

I realize that I am not a starving guy. I do not look like I am starving and I will not die from lack of food anytime soon…

But….when I got breakfast on the jet, I kinda had a sad face moment and then a grouchy face moment and then I ate the sandwich…

I guess it was a sandwich?

I want the sad face award… 9 out of 10 rating at least…

WtR

PS: I got Svetochka’s sandwich also. She is a good girl and she brought sweet rolls and boiled eggs for her, stolen/kidnapped/removed/extracted from the cafe at our hotel restaurant… 😉

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kKeeton

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...Thank God for my sweetie and Russia.

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