I continue my previous entry, which was quite rudely interrupted by the end of my chas na internyete (hour on the internet) here at the International/Intercity Telephone Office in St. Petersburg. Quote in title is …

Alexei, a friend and an unbelievably cool guy, is also an expat for the summer. In fact, about a week before I left Berkeley, I was in a car with him and his friend Nicole. …

Still in St. Petersburg, still writing. Since the weblogs I read have made no updates, I have more time to write. Whoopee. Here are some comments I've made that you might find interesting, on the …

It's the ANSI Standard Deviation Cost of Living! "ISO hate that joke." Allow me to assume that you actually want to read about Touristka brainwane, living it up in Leningrad. Today I went to the …

So here are some more observations, some less random than others, about my most recent experiences in St. Petersburg. Maybe to understand Pushkin and Lenin is to understand St. Petersburg. They certainly have a lot …

Even yet as quick! I will try and post a great deal tomorrow. As it is, if I take more than about five minutes on this, I'll be late home and my Russian host mother …

I'm going to post more later today, but: I'm glad that Steve, Seth, Leonard, my sister, and probably others got my postcards. "You'd think that with armed traffic cops, they could make a dent in …

I can't believe it's not butter, and I can't believe I've been in Russia for almost a day. So, what's to say? Lots of stuff. I have successfully: Bought and eaten food and water (no …

I'm in a Kinko's (oi!) trying to write a diary entry in (checks watch) six minutes, before I go back to the hotel, and get on a plane to (what the hell am I doing?) …

I'm smelling East Coast smells. Takes me back to my childhood. Not nearly enough -- proportional to what I want to say -- about Washington, D.C., day two of brainwane the Tourist. On the Mall: …