Andrei,
No need for the "Captain", were all equal cruisers on this forum. I was digging through my posts here on CF, trying to find the one I made on my Russian comrades, but I post too much here and couldn't find it, but it goes like this
I
work with all nationalities and have found a much closer kinship to my Russian colleagues than my own countrymen from our southern states. The reason being they are very open minded, and boy when
work is done, they can party better than anyone. When working aboard a drill ship, it is typically 30 days on with no alcohol, followed by 30 days off. When working off shore
Brazil, we would helicopter an hour to Macae, then a 3 hour bus ride to Rio. If you ever want to have a good time, find yourself on a bus full of Russians that just got off work and a 30 day dry spell. I never knew Rock and Roll was so popular among my Russian comrades, but damn, they knew all the words and could carry a tune. Upon arrival at the
airport in Rio, we all board a plane for Sao Paulo. After the 20 minute flight we all split up for our destinations except for us going to the
west coast of the US never have to de-plane. That flight continues on to LAX, refuels, then on to
Japan. Those gentle folks from
Japan quietly board and take their seats. I hadn't even noticed my comrades were passed out back in their seats (they were suppose to de-plane for their connecting flight) and the new passengers boarding, seeing their seats occupied, must of just stood for awhile until they could find vacant seats. I awoke after 10 hours of flight, to take care of business, and as I walked back to the
toilet I run into my comrades, now awake and asking "how much longer to Sao Paulo?"