Once this key conflict is eased, it will have a huge impact on the world. It will take time to find a solution. It's similar to the situation between East and the West at the time of my flight.
I got my private pilot's license in autumn 1986.
After that I couldn't show my face outside. I lost my identity and balance. I was still living with my parents, and they were my only friends. For so many people, this thing with the nurse was confirmation that I must be mad or mentally ill.
You have to be young to be able to do things like that. Now I'm more cautious. I'm proud that I was able to do what I did - psychologically it was a great wall to climb - but sometimes I regret it.
Imprisonment hit me so hard - much harder than I had thought.
I had thought about landing in the Kremlin, but there wasn't enough space.
I wanted to choose somewhere public, because I was scared of the KGB.
My plan was to land in Red Square, but there were too many people and I thought I'd cause casualties.
I had one companion. He was a teacher from the Ukraine who spoke English so we could communicate a bit. I learnt a few Russian words, but it was hard to concentrate.
My parents came to visit every two months and brought plenty of books.
I don't have my pilot's licence anymore, but I'm still very political.
I ended up injuring her with a knife I had on me. I can't really remember what happened.
I moved away for three years and went to Trinidad where I met my wife, Athena.
I now work for a finance company in Luxembourg with projects in South America and the Caribbean.
I regret what happened. I saw no other possibility to achieve my goal. It was not hooliganism.
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