Happy Fourth of July to all my US Friends,

Another fine day in Moscow.  Six of us set out to enjoy a boat tour of the Moscow River.  Fortunately, the Metro stop for the boat trip was the same one I used yesterday so I got to feel like an expert riding the subway.  We decided on the on-off option so we could get off the boat and explore along the way.

Fifty bridges cross over the Moscow River and I think we passed under ten of them today including the one I crossed yester

Hello from Moscow,

I probably knew just enough to get myself in trouble.  Not enough to know which station I was heading for or which one to transfer at or even if I needed to transfer.  Perhaps I should have done a little more research but then again, it all worked out okay.  I found the cats.  The theatre of cats…the Moscow Cat Theatre that has been entertaining the children of Moscow since 1893. 

I should probably begin at the beginning.  Whenev

Greetings from Moscow,

The bardo, in Tibetan, is the place between death and birth; a transition zone between the last existence and the next.  For me, in this life, the airplane is the nearest experience to the bardo I can imagine.  In the days leading up to a big climb, days are filling with the endless task of ticking items a perpetual to do list.  It’s as if every task that has been postponed over the past six months screams for closure before the artificial deadlin

Happy Saturday Night,

“It’s Saturday night and I don’t got nobody…I got some money because I just got paid, oh how I want someone to talk to…”  Writing a bit early this week because I’m home alone, laid up with a sore back, and want some company.  So I imagine you’re sitting on the other side of the table, we’ve got a luscious cup of tea and a spot of angel food cake to share and its time to chat about our weeks.

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