First Impressions.

The Eagle and The Bear

Today is Sunday. Two days ago, I acquired a new identity: resident of Moscow, Russia. After a five hour drive to JFK airport with truly excessive amounts of luggage, I boarded an Aeroflot flight with my husband and Jack Russell Terrier, Max (now nicknamed “little Pushkin,” just for the hell of it). And now here we are, in our very Russian of Russian apartments, learning how to live in this incredibly fascinating, incredibly strange country.

It’s a funny feeling to finally be here. I’ve spent years – years – wanting to visit, studying the language, and researching and writing about Russian politics and history and national identity. People are surprised to find out I’ve never traveled to the country. I’ve always felt that I can never be taken seriously until I’ve actually lived here. I’ve longed for Russia while feeling disconnected from Russia. And now here I am and it…

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