An American Yankee in the Wild, Wild East

Love and loyalty recently landed me in Russia. One of my oldest friends was marrying the love of his life, and ever the loyal pal I had no intention of missing it.

Patriotic propaganda from the land of the free and the home of the brave had definitely inspired some brainwashed notions about what to expect when crossing the border into the land of the vodka and the home of Putin. Let’s just say I had some very distinct images of Gregory Hines busting a move and Baryshnikov scamming him for 11 rubles. Which nowadays, incidentally, is not even worth 20 cents. Read more…