Lost in Translation
It’s odd living in a place where extremely few people speak English. I’ve spent a lot of time in Eastern European countries, but there, many people ...
Month: May 2011
The Old Apartment
There’s a building next to the school I work in that is, like many of the buildings here, just a skeleton. There are quite a few buildings around here tha...
Adventures with the Nightwatchmen
A few weeks ago, the Expert and I, tired of sitting in the dormitory all day, decided we’d head across the street to the khinkali restaurant, or as weR...
Express Mail
I’ve found that one of the most common things that people who travel a lot complain about (or share in laughter over the frustration) is experiences in th...
Mr. President Visits Kutaisi
For a few weeks, there had been talk of President Saakashvili coming to Kutaisi for a visit. He was purportedly coming to check on the professional education ce...
Birds of Fortuity and the King’s Gambit
On my recent holiday I spent a few days in Sarajevo, and stopped by to watch the games of chess, which had given me the inspiration for the title of this blog. ...
Bodyguard
So, still on Kutaisoba, last week Monday. Lots of adventures that day. Eventually the Expert had to leave for his evening lessons. I walked back to the dorms to...
Ironic Punishment
Monday morning I awoke not feeling the greatest. 24 hours of travel weren’t cured by a few hours of sleeping. Just as a precaution, I sent co-teacher Bibi...
Going out your front door
There’s something about being on the road, the transition between point A and point B, that enables me to have the strangest encounters. I meet total oddb...