Rarified Places: Kalmykia

The cars in the industrial grease and creosote smelling stations had names on their sides of strange places.  One such place was “Dagestan”.  My silly mind went to Doggystan. This Russian train is clearly marked to go to Moscow, which was the hub for nearly all this 11-time-zone spanning country. Amidst all the metal, people,…

At ease

A went at her own hair with scissors about 3 times before J started recommending that I take her in for a haircut. I was quite set on a little girl with long hair.     But while taking her pic one day I saw what a scraggly little thing she looked with these ridiculous…

Goodbye Scots

It is hard for me to imagine that I lived my entire 20s in a state of constant flux, moving nearly every six months and 7 of those 10 years overseas. Because now I want nothing so much as to avoid too much change. It is with nausea and a feeble attempt at positiveness that…