I flew in 1991 from Japan, flew - over the islands cloudless sky, beauty! However, soon entered the cloudy, milk outside the window, fly, began to spread limonade-wine. Here the ka-ak is shaking! The bags from the boxes fall, the women whisper, the lemonade splashes! At that moment, the stewardess announces:
“Dear passengers, ladies and gentlemen, comrades, our plane just crossed the Soviet Union’s air border!”! to