For A Long Layover

I didn’t get a transit visa to leave the airport in Moscow, so there’s a fantastic chance I’ll be inside for 12 hours, losing my mind. I’m not currently reading any books, and I’m not yet sure I’ll have a Russian wall plug adapter to use my computer as long as I need to. We’ll see, won’t we?

Excited none the less. I keep joking with friends that I may get killed once I get to Europe or be sold into sex slavery like Liam Neeson’s movie daughter’s best friend, Amanda. Imagine me in the sex slave trade. In no time, I’d be running it. Jokes! Don’t call Lisa Ling.

To keep me busy once my percocet wears off, I’ll create my own scavenger hunt. Have things like:

1. Picture with man with big, furry russian hat.

2. Another Black American.

3. Propose to a woman who will marry anyone just to leave the country.

And so forth.

But here’s the fun part: Comment below with what you want me to find in the airport. Make it good!

Darnell Lamont Walker, a self-professed traveling foodie, has been found sitting at tables eating baby goat sweetbreads, drinking tequila, and laughing loudly with strangers. The writer, filmmaker, artist, and sometimes photographer puts happiness above all.