Tash-Fra-DC. Part I. Doroga.

Nu vot, moi malen’kiye druz’ya, ya nachala svoyo korotkoye puteshestviye tuda, kuda kogda-to Hristofora sud’ba zavela po-oshibke, i eta oshibka pozje okazalas’ ochen’ vajnoy dlya chelovechestva.

Kak je ya mogu obhodit’sya bez problem. V aeroportu v Tashkente moego bileta ne okazalos’ v sisteme. Vse nachinalos’ kak vsegda, ne bez priklyucheniy. Posle dolgogo moego nyt’ya, bol’shaya tetya Masha (ili Dasha) byla dobra potdrudit’sya nayti menya v sisteme. Kogda poshli na posadku vo Frankfurt, ya tiho nablyudala za nemetskimi soldatami, kotoriye leteli nazad i po-privychke dumala kakiye je vse takiye nemetskiye mujchiny krasiviye. I tam byla odna devushka s rebenkom, uzbechka. Ya podumala chto ona – jena odnogo iz nemtsev i oni vstretilis’ na odnoy iz diskotek v Termeze (o, vy navernoye ne znayete, chto v termeze est’ baza NATO, mnogo nemthev i mnogo nashih devchonok, kotoriye hotyat viyti za nih zamuj). I vdrug devushka smotrit na menya i menya uznayet. A ya stoyu i ne mogu vspomnit’. Eta okazalas’ devchonka, kotoruyu ya dolgo znala, potomu chto v dvuh mestah gde ya rabotala, ona byla cleaning lady. Na moey nyneshney rabote, ona vyshla zamuj za krasivogo amerikantsa, chto dlya vseh kazalos’ istoriyey Zolushki. Tak vot, ona vernulas’ provedat svoih i vozvrashalas’ obratno k muju.

Doroga i transit vo Frankfurte proshel nezabivaemo. Tak kak Iroda poteryala kolyasku, i my vsyo vremya iskali kolyasku. Zato i ne zametili, kak proletelo vremya v tranzite, no kolyaska tak i ne byla naydena.

Po doroge v DC so mnoy sidel tihiy i miliy starichok italyanets, i daje ne dostaval. Chtoby otvlech mysli ob odnom meste, kotoroye u menya nyla ot dolgogo siden’ya, ya posmotrela dva fil’ma – "Benjamin Button’s Story" i "Julie i Juliya". Snahala plakala, potom vmeste so svem samolyotom hohotala, tak kak "Julie i Juliya" okalasalsya klassnoy komediey. Kogda my prozemlilis’ v DC, my opyat’ iskali kolyasku. I vse taki nashli 🙂

Officer na granitse, miliy cherniy paren’ dolgo menya rasprashival zamujem li ya, gde rabotayet muj, i bla bla. Ya tak byla udivlene, nujny li eti detali chtoby menya pustit’ v stranu, kuda ya priehala po delam. Nakotets-to postaviv pechat’, on vzdohnul i skazal: "Tell your husband he is lucky". Nu, vse mujchiny odinakoviye, podumala ya, no ponyala, chto mne bylo diko priyatno.

Do gostinitsy my ehali dolgo. Ne otpustiv menya na taxi, Iroda i Chris reshili menya otvezti. My ehali dolgo i istericho, tak kak ih doch’ Samira, kotoroy 3 mesyatsa, isterichala.

O, gostinitsa okasalos’ shikarnoy. Ne zrya ya tak dolgo vybirala. Esli uj odna, to hotya by v shike, podumala ya, kogda u menya nachalsya jet leg i ya prosnulas’ noch’yu v 1, kopgda u nas doma 11 utra. Pol nochi smotrela fil’my i ukladyvala volosy. Bylo interesno 🙂 Utrom ya pobejala zavtrakat’, i resepshionist byl takoy miliy cherniy dyaden’ka. On menya pozdravil s Thankgiving u menya tak podnyalos’ nastroyeniy. Shvativ kofe, Washington Post i USA Today, ya ulybnulas’ i podumala kak eto vse prikol’no.

Vperedi dolgiy Black Friday. Vsem udachi.

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