Mysterious possibilities of our body, mysterious Russian soul, the mystery of professionals.
All of the above mixed up in my mind after this trip. I urgently had to get in Chelyabinsk. I had to get there from the air harbor of Mineralnye Vody. My flight departs late in Chelyabinsk. The weather was bad, and when I arrived at the airport, I immediately realized that my affairs are bad airport bathed in quiet fog. In a bad mood, I walked into the airport and then collided with a cheerful joyful company, which was moving in the direction of the restaurant. Mysterious Russian soul! The company was happy that their flight was delayed, and they decided to celebrate this unpleasant event for a normal person. Indeed, that Russian well, the Germans - death.
With the unknown possibilities of his body I once encountered in the mountains. It was like this. I went down the path that meandered in the thick grass, the river and suddenly, standing on the left leg, I saw that right is now step on a snake that crawled path. I still do not know how, but I jumped back to the back of the left leg, up the hill and seventy centimeters! In the normal state, I was not able to repeat this once. Try it, you can succeed.
So. It was all the way in the song Vysotsky: "Again, give a delay of up to eight citizens peacefully fall asleep." But the first night I did not sleep. I am reading a book, chatting with other passengers, smoking. But the next night I was ready to sleep anywhere, but there was no place to sleep. Third day airplanes did not fly. At the airport, of - the influx of passengers was packed. In the morning before I izmayalsya that everything - still lay down and fell asleep. Guess where? I lay down and slept for three hours on a railing staircase width ten centimeters. As I fell in between the stairs while you sleep, I still do not know. And no one does not believe it. I would not believe it myself. So I found another opportunity of the unknown organism. But this did not end my adventures.
Chelyabinsk I got home on the plane, too. The start was wonderful: the weather was flying and we took off on time. We fly to Mineralnye Vody. Getting approaches. I already see the great building of the airport and the plane suddenly shoots up again and we announce that due to bad weather Minvody we fly to another airport. I saw that in Minvody the weather is good, we had the idea to be indignant, and I was delighted. Oh, mysterious Russian soul! But there was no mystery. The nearest airport is decent - it's my home town of Nalchik. And from the airport to my house only ten minutes walk away. But my joy did not last long, because a few minutes later was told that we fly to Grozny. On the other hand in Grozny I had never been, and now there is a chance the opportunity to meet him.
I calmed down, but it turns out to be in vain. Flew to Grozny. Began to decline. The porthole can not see any DIG. Suddenly, on the right side there was an explosion. Then, on the left side is also a blast. We are terrified. But we feel that our plane is already running on the ground. Thank God! It appears from the cockpit crew. In the twilight illumination interior face of the first pilot's white as a sheet. Who - the passenger starts complaining. The first pilot yells at him. Filed ladder. We get off the plane and we understand why the pilot was so pale. In Grozny airport blizzard. Such a storm that did not see the snow flying parallel to the ground. All are silent and soul thank the crew. Only now it became apparent their amazing professionalism.
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