The Price of Freedom
According to my family, my story is more scary than funny. Sure, I was scared then, but now I think it's a riot! One moment I was in Red Square, the next moment I was in the back of a van, a guy in u…
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"Mud" Bath
After several days camping (real camping, without toilets, running water, or electricity) I decided I was in need of a bath. Our campsite was near a stream, so I threw on a swimsuit and waded into th…
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Something Fishy About the Jam
Jet lagged but happy, I was having breakfast with my friends in their small apartment kitchen. They had laid out out a feast: cheese, yogurt, fruit, dark bread, and orange marmalade. Or what I though…
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Getting Lost in a Soviet-Style Neighborhood
A group of Russians, who were about our age, took my friend and I under their wing. During the evenings we would walk, talk, and compare notes about life as teenagers in our home towns, getting lost …
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