Three marriage proposals, eight invitations to drink beer, and encouragement to hop in the fountain with men who jump out of parachutes into war zones for a living. I'm having…
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Twice, I traveled to Siberia to ride on portions of the famous Trans-Siberian railway: I’m still getting over having to explain to a woman from New York that the train…
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Anecdotal Russian history says Vladimir was leaning towards Islam, but when the Ambassadors revealed the teetotaler clause in the fine print of the Koran, Vladimir gravely shook his head, proclaiming,…
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Looking for reasonably priced, tolerably drinkable, New World Chardonnay that doesn’t taste like paint thinner in Russia is an experience akin to panning for gold in California in the 19th…
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A cautionary tale of cool cucumbers caught in a hot spy ring sends me into the kitchen to make pickles. (more…)
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Metals companies make a lot of money, which could, I suppose, make them fun to work for, were it not for the fact that they are all located in remote,…
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The peat bogs outside Moscow are burning, spreading their acrid, foul-smelling smoke into the city. Now I know what Mordor smell's like...
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In 1991, HRH and I were not living lives that were destined or designed to intersect. I was traveling the world as a free-lance tour guide and he was settling…
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Here we are, once again, drowning in clutter. It's time for some major Life Laundry. (more…)
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