Visa, Part III

Kobe, Japan, is a nice city.

Well, before I get into trouble from people who have been there, and think that Kobe is, in fact, not a nice city, let me clarify that we haven't actually seen the city. We arrived here last night, and by the time we actually got to the city, it was past midnight.

We are here, of course, to take care of Baila's visa. Invitation in hand, we decided not to risk waiting for Wednesday to go to the Russian offices to plead our case, and then possibly be stuck having to leave the country the day before Pesach. Instead, we flew to Kobe, via Seoul.

I have never before bought a ticket in the airport. We tried to by a ticket at the airline's office in Vladivostok, but by the time we had decided to make the flight- just a very few short hours before the flight - that was impossible, and we had to buy it in the airport. By then, the price of each ticket had gone up $300. So on the advice of the ticket seller (or whatever they're called - it was the kassa in Russian) we bought a ticket to Seoul only. In Seoul, we again scrambled for a ticket, and landed with comfortable seats to Kobe, at a much lower rate. Cheap, it still wasn't.

Time to take care of visa-getting. To be continued.