The ride there

This is a saved document and I wrote this on the plane

Sitting on a plane for 13 hours can be pretty tiring. There's obviously a constant noise in the background that makes it almost impossible to sleep. Apparently Jesse has a high aptitude for sleeping on airplanes seeing that he somehow managed to immediately fall asleep after boarding.
I'm currently on the plane typing this in Notepad, since there obviously isn't any internet 11125 meters above the ground. Actually I'm going to expand that statement and say that there probably isn't any internet above the North Pole, which we are currently flying over, or rather just flew over for that matter. The time in Boston is 8:30 pm according to my watch, and remember that they are 12 hours behind in Beijing.

By the looks of it it looks like its pretty cold outside. The information display screen claims that theground temperature is -52 degrees Celsius. Yeah, it's completely white outside, save for the rare black spots dimpled on the mountains. But that was back when we were flying over Greenland, therearen't any mountains in the North Pole. Also there are cracks in the ice. Other than that its just an endless field of ice.

Siberia from the plane

We expect to see real land well before 10:00 pm EST. By now the monitor claims that to the west of uslies some kind of island off the coast of Northern Russia (note: in mother Russia, land gets glimpsesof you). And the plane is closing in on the northerncoast. After that we expect to get glimpses of "Mother Russia" and later on, hopefully the Mongolian desert. I'm guessing we won't fly over Ulaan Bataar, the capital of Mongolia. Last time I flew overMongolia all i saw was desert. And the occassional "settlement" that was basically just a dimple.

I'm not sure why I'm writing about the plane ride since this entry won't be posted until well after wearrive, and when all of you readers are long snugged into bed.

Once we land we plan on going straight to the hostel, Downtown Backpackers in case you forgot. Shortly afterwards we'll make a trip to the convenience store and buy a couple ammenities etc.Probably take a shower, and then meet with our super secret contact - aka my cousin. She'll fork over our train tickets in exchange for massive tributes and blood sacrifices. Then we'll go eat.

10:40 am BST (Beijing Standard Time) - Will just threw up. And now he's sleeping. Russia looked cold looked the same as the North Pole. Until we started flying over the mad crazy rivers.
Now the ground has thawed and we'll be heading into Mongolia within a couple hours.