This past Friday, my good friend Liz and I ventured up to Pittsburgh to see my first musical idol, and the one musician of whom I have been a fan for the past twenty-five years: Billy Joel. So, when ThrowBack Thursday rolled around again, I felt myself being overly nostalgic about the music that has... Continue Reading →
Had you told that twelve-year-old version of me that I would one day be standing, jaw hanging agape, in the middle of Red Square, I would have laughed you out of town. Me? In Red Square? But it happened. We clambered out of the bus and followed Yelena through a pedestrian underpass... and as I... Continue Reading →
I've never left the country before. I had never even made it across the border to Canada or Mexico. So, naturally, the question was posed, "Why Russia?" I guess it does seem a strange destination for a person's first venture outside of her national boundaries. Maybe a trip down to Cancun, or up to Nova... Continue Reading →
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