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Earthquake Italia

Earthquake Italia

  A Stormy Night I felt rough that morning as I opened my tent and peered out at the grey light with squinting eyes. The endless rain of the night had kept me awake and transformed the campsite near Assisi into muddy mayhem. It was camping misery at its finest and I...
Black Sea Crossing…..away from conflict

Black Sea Crossing…..away from conflict

  My route across Ukraine was blocked. People were shot at every day a few hundred kilometres ahead of me in  war torn Donbas close to the border with Russia. Snipers were busy sniping while artillery shells pounded and jet liners were blown from the sky.   It was...

Sasha’s Dacha in Sochi

Learning Russian “Sasha has a Dacha in Sochi”…..these  words taunted me throughout my Russian CD course some years ago. It was a catch phrase, part of a jingle designed to tell the student that it was time to wrap things up at the end of a lesson before moving on with...