Exactly one year ago, my life was changed ( Read more... )

Am I really in the United States of America, or is this a strange dream I will soon wake up from?

The sidewalks are straight and smooth. The hour-long walk to the bookstore I used to complain about felt chuldish after maneuvering the occasionally unpaved, pot holed icy Russian roads.

Everyone speaks English here. No one gives me a second look when I ( Read more... )