Live from Petropavlovsk
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I arrived safely in Petropavlovsk yesterday after a very long layover in Khabarovsk and an even longer layover in Vladivostok. Frank Robb and Alex Merkel met me at the gate, and we wobbled off with our driver to the Volcanology Institute to file my paperwork.
Beer! Where have you been all this time?
After dropping my stuff off at the apartment, Frank took everyone out for pizza. Airport and airline food in Russia leaves a bit to be desired, especially if you are vegetarian and don't speak Russian. Pretty much everything is covered in, stuffed with, or made entirely out of sausages.
I basically hadn't had anything to eat in 24 hours, so I was extremely glad to get my hands on the pizza (I ate almost two). The beer was also extremely welcome.
Fog, cursed fog.
Unfortunately, Petropavlovsk is fogged in with what everyone keeps caling a "cyclone," but I don't think the word is used in the same sense as I'm used to. It seems to be a huge fog bank with drizzle coming in from the ocean. The helicopters we will fly to Uzon Caldera are fly-by-sight, so we're grounded in Petropavlovsk until the weather clears.
For now, it's seven scientists crammed into a tiny one-bedroom Soviet era apartment with a dozen laptops, piles of camping gear, and two whole laboratories (one for geochemistry, one for recombinant DNA) stuffed into freight boxes. Time to go exploring...
The door to Petropavlovsk; due for a little maintenance