« So the travel fail saga continues. This morning at a café, I was gifted a cup of coffee and a belief in the kindness of the world, but by evening, the balance of good and bad was restored when I was denied boarding. I was supposed to fly to Moscow with a layover in Budapest, but it turned out that the flight wasn't a transit one, and without a Schengen visa, I was stuck at the boarding queue. It was quite amusing standing near the entrance, waiting for them to discuss my situation and then not understanding why the airplane doors were closing, only to hear a surprisingly affirmative "but you’re not flying!" No one ended up willing to help me; representatives from low-cost carrier Wizz Air just led me to the information desk, where I discovered there are no direct flights from Luton to Moscow, not even as a transit option. At 10 PM, I was frantically searching for options online while I still had some battery left on my laptop, spotting the only direct flights for $930 from a different airport, and all I could do was laugh and pay. »