Now, remember me saying that I would pay for my actions the next day, I did indeed.  Having to catch an early flight out of Moscow was not the best plan.  In order to arrive back at work on time, I didn’t have any other alternatives. 

Mav woke me up and I was very much, still intoxicated.  Two weeks later, I would ask who it was who woke me up.  HAHA.  I thought it was the driver who woke me up.  Trying to find where I was supposed to be for check in wasn’t that bad.  It was standing in line waiting to check in that was very miserable.  After about 45 minutes, I was checked in and walking to customs. 

Once I was cleared of customs and in the international terminal, my first stop was the pub for an early adult beverage to aid my recovery.  My hangover was intensifying with every passing minute, and I knew what I had to do.  In thirty minutes time, I had nursed the first drink, and consumed a couple others.  Feeling refreshed now, I boarded the plane for my departure from Moscow, and my journey back to work.