Much like Greek fortune, I’m spent several times over. 5 hours of sleep, 20 hours awake, involving such activities as walking 14 km, 4 hours in public transport, flying 400 km, 4 hours waiting in various lines, and 3 hours of jumping and screaming. Totally worth it! […]

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The VK: a wondrous place where I’m neither necessarily the shortest nor widest person. The nice young lady at the food court at O2 seemed so genuinely confused by my order of a veggie burger, a small (i.e., just a pint) DIET coke, I gave up trying to even start negotiating the concept of selling […]

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