Christmas was lovely in Moscow, a truly white experience! Sheer beauty of the Kremlin (fortress) never fails to give me the chills. The best part, we inadvertently extended festive season. Aren’t international flights kinda like time-travel? 12 hours ago it was Christmas Eve morning in Moscow as we boarded the 12-hour flight to Houston. Into the States, it was still Christmas Eve late morning in Texas when we touched down. After hotel brekkie this morning we exchanged gifts amongst the 15 of us. Life’s good.