In Russia, it’s the election

Lyovka woke up early today – which was my excuse to set to work early and interview people. I’ve discovered that being a journalist/parent to an adorable, bug-eyed infant is highly convenient. People suddenly want to talk to you. I spoke to an impoverished pensioner who said she voted for billionaire Prokhorov, and to aContinue reading “In Russia, it’s the election”

More real estate drama – this time in the Moscow region

A nightmare that dates back to 2004 – and refuses to go away. What I found truly shocking when speaking to people about this story was the fact that because of some kind of pissing contest between the local authorities and the construction company, residents couldn’t get ambulances to come out to their location. BecauseContinue reading “More real estate drama – this time in the Moscow region”

When we was fab

Even after living for just a year and a half in a given city, certain places begin to accumulate memories. Good or bad, the memories are like barnacles – which is to say that they endure, remaining prominent in your mind until new ones calcify on top. “Now, the Moskvoretsky Bridge…” I said to my brother-in-lawContinue reading “When we was fab”

I’ve been writing

“Pregnant in Putin’s Russia” – my Foreign Policy article on this whole having a baby in Moscow business. I finished this one on the beach, but it doesn’t really have a beach-y feel to it – since it’s about healthcare and attitudes surrounding pregnancy and birth. The latter in particular coulduse some adjustment. Still, myContinue reading “I’ve been writing”