Monthly Archives: July 2012

Viena, I almost left you. Twice. First time you tricked me with a pub crawl but instead, I went to see the Shoenfield castle, where I watched the sun set and then later met Ben and Summer from California. Summer … Continue reading →

At 2am, having purchased the ticket for the ferry to the Island Chios, I was in bed as Mehmet, Bulent (Mehmet’s father) and I would wake up at six am and would take the scenic route to Cesme (pronounced Chesme) … Continue reading →

      I took the hard easy way out. I’ve been searching all the normal places for Jewish life and failing in many ways to find that gem behind the place. I should have known that my quest to know the … Continue reading →

I’m in Odessa. The second homeland of the Jews. I have seen a dozen or so getting off the train from Simferopol. Before I arrived here I spent a week in Crimea. My cousins wanted to show me a good … Continue reading →

Near Bessarabian Market, where Golda Meir was born. Kyiv, Kiev, Kieff.. capital of Old Russia.  The city seems small and yet you can keep discovering it without end. The roads are wide and buildings are massive yet unimposing. The Stalin … Continue reading →