Train in Moscow

The train arrived at 6:45 and it was raining. The many gifts made for a lot of luggage which I was trying to take to the terminal in the rain. Much to my disappointment the driver holding my name card was not there. I was not having much luck finding someone who could speak English. After about 20 minutes I heard my name over the intercom but I couldn't understand the rest of it telling me where to go. Finally, a very stern looking policeman took me to where the driver was standing. Boy, was I glad to see him.