My New Appreciation for Roped Lines
It began when we entered the country through the DME airport in Moscow and had to wait in our first line. Customs. I’m not sure I should even call it a line. Perhaps more appropriately, the crowd to get through customs. It was then I learned I loved these lines and truly appreciate the order they bring to people who are ALL in a rush to get to the next place.
Actually, the real lesson I learned as I waited and waited and got pushed and repeatedly stepped on is that Russians are THE most renowned experts at figuring out how to get through a line faster and more aggressively than anyone in the world.
On my last trip into Russia through DME they had added roped lines. Actually, they weren’t really roped line. The ropes were replaced with metal bars. Let the order begin.