Today – I’m trying to figure out how to say ‘Hello’, ‘Thank You’ and ‘Good-bye’ in Russian.
Next month – I will step up to the lecture podium and teach a journalism class in St. Petersburg.
One of my co-workers said she didn’t understand why I would need a passport and visa to teach in that city. Then she realized I was talking about St. Petersburg, Russia.
If it’s not obvious on this blog and on my Twitter feed – I love to travel. I’m also thrilled to have the chance to follow in the footsteps of Tchaikovsky and sample Russian food and drinks in what some people call the ‘Venice of the North.’
Now, I’m using my time outside of the newsroom to work my lectures and get up to speed on Russian news. It looks like the wildfires in the southern part of the country are more devastating than the ones I remember in Southern California.
Nearly six years ago – my bears smuggled themselves into my luggage on my Eurotrip.
My cousin once said their butts have been to so many places. (Or was it too many places? Hard to tell. She was a little hesitant in hugging them when they made it back to the States)
So – who should stay and who should go?