Rude Russians…?
Once upon a time in a galaxy closer to Western Europe, I was a foreign exchange student in France, living with a host family in some burb just outside Versailles. My ability to speak French was passable, but I could understand just about everything they said to me. I’ve always suspected that maybe that was [...]
Ab initio…
Well, this blog is getting started a little later than I wanted, but I was stuck in Damascus (thanks Aeroflop!) longer than I wanted and was only able to survey Moscow for a mere 36 hours before jetting back home to America. So, essentially, the trip became a komandirovka.
Briefly, Moscow did not disappoint, although with [...]