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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

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 just before the end of a lesson.    Russian is no easy language, even the basics are frustratingly...
The Hottest Place on Earth!

The Hottest Place on Earth!

  Lucy (my motorcycle) was perched on her centre stand by the main gates of the guest house in Kerman (Eastern Iran). As I fumbled in the darkness  with the fastenings to my bags there was a hint of apprehension in me for what lay ahead that day. Suddenly, the first...