Moscow.
Aircraft went tech and we ended up having to stay. "The" airport hotel was our home for the night. Police at the end of the corridor and we were not allowed to leave that corridor of the hotel apart from to go to the restaurant for dinner. It was just like being in some sort of cold war movie. Some meat and boiled vegetables followed by some sort of out of date tasking ice-cream stuff.
As we do not usually overnight in Moscow, non of us had any other clothed with us, so we were all sat at this table in a sort of mash up of our uniforms and looked like a complete load of odd balls...
Eventually positioned home the next afternoon.
One of the oddest days of my life.
TS