
stories | 17-year-old me travels 6,000 miles
If you missed the first installment about my trip to Russia, you can find it HERE. Our first flight was from Orlando, Florida, to Miami. It was a short flight and a small plane that had me blaring music in my headphones, closing my eyes, and gripping the armrests, pretending I was anywhere else. I was relieved when we landed and had some time on the ground before we boarded our first international flight. We would first stop in Shannon, Ireland, for a layover, followed by another flight to Moscow. A couple of days of rest and brief sightseeing were planned in Moscow before catching a 24-hour train ride east to Izhevsk. Everything was planned and timed with some breathing room and breaks, but the flights needed to go according to schedule. Our quick flight to Miami was the last leg of the journey that went off without a









