Here is a recap of the photos I took. View from the private balcony looking south. Private balcony sliding glass door.

Darkness and a theater of blood. I have been sick for a couple weeks now. Starting to get more than a little frustrating, but then, I am not the only one in my town going through this lingering illness. Just when I was getting ready to plunge back into my schedule, I got the throat bug my GF had, and have been laid low by it.

I wish I had a pen for every time someone said that same sentence to me. I would never run out of ink again. Anyone can come up with a great idea. Most of the time, that idea has already been done. Listen upyour idea is not genius.

My dad in Florida enjoying the beach. Where do I even begin? .

12 Lessons in 12 Months. A Single Story of Soviet Russia. Tips and Observations from a 3rd Class Transsiberian Railway Car. On Fearlessness and Other Illusions. Shenanigans of a Slavic Sort. A Robot, A Film Camera and Eastern Europe. The Life and Death of a Kite.

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