Baggage reclaim day 2

Tomorrow arrived way too quickly, today that is. I fell asleep only around 3 am and had to get up at 8 am. Dad decided to go to the airport with mum and me, and so we all went. A 2 hour journey again. Yesterday - mum was doing most of the talking to people and getting them to do stuff, like tell her where to go next and what to sign next; today, I decided that I'm doing all the work, since yesterday we got pretty much nowhere. Again, started the walking around the whole complex, and signing of papers, or like most of the time, being directed somewhere where you needn't go at all... Anyway, I was very tough with those Russians, and within several hours got them to get the manager. Finally I could be in charge of someone who had no one to ask for instructions from - after all - he's the manager! So, I was in charge! You see, they wanted to charge me up to 50% of the cost of my whole package-sending-procedure - the total of which was $2000! After much arguing and negotiating, we agreed on 0.1%. So we payed the $2, and were on our way to get the package, when, apparently, it was 1 pm - lunchtime. And I had an appointment in the Academy for 3 pm. So, with the receipt, that we payed $2 (lol) - we went back to the city, i.e. several hours by car and metro, and by 3 pm were in the Academy. That was fun. The Academy was full of students, especially girls, pretty girls, and very pretty girls (none of whom compare with Galya!), and here I was, a handsome guy (with bloody short hair (more handsome, some say)) walking around and paying 0 attention to those girls. Heh heh. I signed the contract, talked to the Dean of International matters, who is also the piano teacher. I was told that she'll be my piano tutor, irrespective of any other lessons I will have. I was glad to hear that I'll be having piano tuition, let alone, hearing that all the composers who leave the Academy are practically concert pianists! One of my wishes came true. Next, I found out that language is a must in the Academy, and so, besides Russian, I will be learning French (by choice, of course), which was also one of my long forgotten wishes. In fact, mum and I just planned to start learning French properly this autumn. So that's cool. And finally, she'll arrange for vocal tuition for me, which is going to be grand. Anyway anyway! We hurried back to the airport. Well...hurried. We tried to hurry. But of course, it took 2 hours nevertheless. We were back by around 5 pm. And, me doing all the talking to people, and with my receipt for $2, we got my baggage released! An hour later my dad's friend arrived in a car with a trailer, and we went home. With my package. Finally. !!!. On the way home I phoned Galya, my poor dear, ill. But she sounded quite cheered up and that was a relief. Ohh it was so distressing yesterday, finding out that she was really ill... :( Anyhow, it took us around half an hour to bring all the stuff from the box to the fifth floor, and we left most of it as it is, just lying around. Mum found some long-lost items which made her very happy, and I connected my screen to my dad's computer, and it works! Amazing. It's 11 pm, and I'm exhausted. I really did a lot of work today. Talking to angry Russians is not easy job, you know. And besides, I got around 7 hours of sleep during the past two days and nights, so I really need some sleep. Tomorrow is the "unpacking" day. That is, I will be constructing my piano, my table, my computer, the tv set with the vcr, and all the rest of the stuff. I need to thank Galya and Ira personally for being there with me when I was leaving my flat in London, for their moral support, and also for their presents, the picture and beautiful card from Galya, both of which stand here in front of me, and the knives-and-forks cutlery set from Ira, which will come in very handy around here. Galya came online, finally. At last I talked to her for longer than a minute. She's just great, with her optimism. We chatted for around an hour, and now I'm going to sleep. Long unpacking tomorrow... 1 am.