“Never talk with strangers.” Никогда не разговаривайте с неизвестными.* This simple advice would have saved me a lot of trouble if I had been conscious enough to heed it. When I stepped on the train to visit my friends in Vladimir, I had no idea that I would soon be unwillingly locked in a RussianContinue reading “No, You Can’t Kiss Me!”
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My Almost Arranged Marriage (or the Irony of Fate)
“I am so happy to see you! I need to talk with you about a very important matter.” The elderly woman’s light blue eyes, circled in soft wrinkles, gleamed with urgency. I smiled and felt the characteristic excitement that comes with crossing the barrier of small talk to genuine conversation with a Russian, and IContinue reading “My Almost Arranged Marriage (or the Irony of Fate)”
Moscow Whirlwind
After over a year of hoping and months of planning, I AM FINALLY HERE. I am still jet-lagged and a bit overwhelmed, but I AM HERE! You will be pleased to know that this time the Frankfurt airport did not outsmart me; I actually did manage to get on the right plane and arrive successfullyContinue reading “Moscow Whirlwind”
A Drunken Perspective
A throwback to my time in Nizhniy Novgorod three years ago. It’s interesting to reflect on the perspectives I held then and how I have grown… From the moment I first landed on Slavic soil, everything in Russia had seemed full of novelty. Washing clothes in my dorm’s scummy tub wasn’t gross; it was adventurous.Continue reading “A Drunken Perspective”
Your Tongue Will Get You All the Way to Kiev
Язык до Киева доведет. Your tongue will get you all the way to Kiev. My RD in Vladimir last summer shared this proverb with us to remind us of the power of using our voice. For many people, this little epigram is simple to carry out, but no matter how badly I desire boldness, assertivenessContinue reading “Your Tongue Will Get You All the Way to Kiev”
