Thursday, November 5, 2009
From Russia with Love
Why do you travel? For me, I need it almost like I need sex. In fact, if I don't get any (travel, that is), I get irritated and depressed. Same thing with no sex. Must be a link there. Here's why I'm in Russia. Land of the Tsars. Land of impossibly beautiful women. A land, as a child of Tricky Dick and the Cold War, I have completely misunderstood for decades. Get ready to rewrite the history books people. Russia Rocks! And Moscow, Putin's personal crib, is on fucking intense town!