Stumbling around in the dark to view a pickled corpse is not exactly my idea of fun. But that’s exactly what I did in Moscow when I joined the throngs of Russians and foreign tourists to inspect the preserved remains
From Russia without love – Part 1: Stranger in Moscow
Wandering the streets of Moscow on a warm summer afternoon I was feeling really thirsty. I’d arrived in the city just a few hours earlier and was still recovering from the stress of a bizarre taxi ride. After getting off
Why I want the reign of Rafael Nadal to continue
At the other end of the court was a brash 17-year-old Spanish kid. He had shoulder length hair and baggy red shorts that looked a size too big. The Spanish kid was hitting winners all over the court, swinging his
Love and popcorn soup: My relationship with the Eiffel Tower
I am in a relationship with the Eiffel Tower. I love her. When I am out and about on visits around Paris I can use the tower as a compass to find my way home. I know it’s bed time