I went to the doctor’s the other day, and he asked me what I did for a living. I paused for a second. I always pause when people ask me this, because I never really know how to answer. “Journalist”, I could say, which I suppose covers it. “Anchor” or “News presenter” might be more … More All Things Great and Small
When you don’t consistently update your blog, it’s really freaking hard not to want to start with, “So it’s been a while!”, and then launch into all the reasons you’ve shirked your online obligations. But I won’t start that way! And I haven’t been shirking. A quick check of my Twitter account will show … More Mellowdrama
I think I’m going to go live in a Buddhist monastery in Nepal. No, but for real. Not forever, or even very long. Maybe even just a week. I think that’s about when I’ll start missing showers. But I don’t think they’re particular about who stays, so long as they contribute, and I’m prepared to … More Serenity
I mean, that’s true of any city you’ve never been before. Unless you’re like, Brad Pitt. Then maybe. I was stoked all the way into Prague. I literally had no idea I was going until just before I arrived. Between getting to Prague, and deciding to go, was about three hours. I love Europe! I … More In Prague, No One Knows Your Name
My return trip to the Zone was no less exciting than the first day. Konstantine arrived outside my hotel promptly at 8, and we began the long return journey back to Chernobyl. We even made the customary stop at the same gas station (did you know most cars in Ukraine run on propane? And … More 30km to nowhere
While I was on the trip, I didn’t really get the chance to capture the experience on my blog or in the videos. At the end of the day I was either knackered, or without an internet connection reliable enough to sustain a 6+ hour upload to YouTube. So some things have gone unsaid. Particularly, … More The Zone
Sitting here in Starbucks, wrapping it up. Prague, that is. This is my third and final night here. I flew in on a total whim. Traveling out of Ukraine can apparently be very difficult. I thought driving down into Yaremche would be a breeze, but it was a total dead-end, and the only way out … More In Yaremche, Hutsul Varenyky You!
