Saturday, July 19, 2003

Poem about Russian Airports

At a Russian Airport
There're no signs to tell you what to do
You have to run around and ask people
"In which line do I queue?"

This goes just not for foreigners
but for the Russians too
And if you stand in line too early
It's back to the end of the line for you

Then when you get to boarding
You must guess the number of your gate
For they do not think it necessary
to tell you 'till it is too late

Eventually you might make it
On board the correct plane
So as for the lack of instructions
Try not to let them drive you insane!

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