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A few months ago I decided to create a Russian version of this blog. I am Russian after all, so why don’t I write in my native tongue? After setting everything up, the IT guy told me that my articles…
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My blog’s birthday is impossible to forget because it coincides with Thanksgiving. My very first blog post — one of the few I didn’t correct through the years to be able to look back and gasp in disbelief at my…
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I am no novice to packing up my whole life and leaving the comfortable and familiar only to create a home in a land I’ve never visited before. My first move was to Sri Lanka. I lived there for a year…
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Being an expat in Sri Lanka, I often get questions from locals about my background and how I like the country. I love to reply with “And you?” “Where are you from? “From Russia, and you?” “Do you like it…
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You know it’s hot when your husband strokes your shoulder, but instead of one continuous move it comes out as an odd broken pat because his sweaty palm just won’t slide down your sticky skin gently. Kinda like when as…
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It doesn’t look good when a person who is about to go through airport security check starts laughing hysterically for no apparent reason. Even worse, if the person in question doesn’t have any luggage. I mean, who comes to the…
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“Two years ago I quit my corporate job to travel the world and I never looked back!” is what I wish could write because it sounds so badass. Unlike many travel bloggers, I didn’t quit a job, didn’t jump into…
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When my best friend and I were 15 and lived in our small town of Asbest (remind me to tell you one day about my sweet little town, the largest producer of asbestos in the world) there was literally no…
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To write the title I had to look up the word “fastidious”. Other options were “finicky” and “particular”. “Particular” is a word I know and use often, so I threw it out as not sophisticated enough. “Finicky”, on the other…
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I don’t usually cry while writing a new blog post. Especially not in a crowded coffee shop. Memories, though, have a tendency to trigger emotions beyond your control. I didn’t plan it, I have no idea why I thought of…
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