On the train from Sheremetovo Airport to my wee rendezvous with Jon. Night is slowly giving way to a cloudy shimmer, the city and environs whir past - river, graffiti, rail tracks, crumbling Soviet slabs, onion domes, shiny banks.

I accidentally put a leaky water bottle in my coat pocket, so I've stretched that out to dry. Somehow, a wet coat pocket is more aggravating than two delays, a missed flight, and a lost piece of luggage.

I'll go pay attention to the scenery now.