Tag Archives: Communism
A pub crawl that led us to the top of a Bulgarian mountain
Traveling as a lifestyle affords plenty of opportunities otherwise unavailable, but maybe not as much as the simple power of “yes.” As an introvert, I would tend to accept quiet nights in without much fuss. As someone married to an extrovert, I hardly get the opportunity. But this time, saying “yes” to a pub crawl in Bucharest, Romania led us to an abandoned cable car station on top of a mountain in Sofia, Bulgaria.
Malá Strana, Prague’s Not-So-Lesser Lesser Town
One neighborhood name I’d like to know the story behind is Prague’s Malá Strana, or “Lesser Town,” because for the life of me I can’t tell just exactly what’s “lesser” about it.
Bratislava: The Stereotypes Aren’t True! (Well, Some of Them Aren’t.)
Bratislava is the capital of Slovakia, one of those mysterious eastern European countries that we typically associate with vaguely Russian accents, lots of potatoes, and that charming style of Soviet architecture that I like to call “cell block chic.”
You Went to Estonia!? Or, Quitting Government Cold Turkey
Estonia went from a backwater basket case to a modern EU country, a NATO member, and a driver of digital innovation that punches well above its weight in the world economy in just twenty years. That’s remarkable.
How to Visit Prague in Two Days
If you only have 48 hours to spend in the City of a Thousand Spires, here’s how I’d suggest you spend it…
In Communist Czechoslovakia, Blog Post You!
I have my own opinions about Communism, and bear with me because they’re subtle. Communism is like the horrifying fever dream of a second-year political science undergraduate with borderline personality disorder who has just taken his first sociology course and thus knows exactly why the world is so oppressed. However, it apparently did have its moments of levity.
Down With This Sort of Thing! Our Experience with Protests in Istanbul
The real problem we have with these things is not so much that we are not Turkish and so have no say anyway. The problem is that we couldn’t involve ourselves even if we wanted to, because we hardly have any idea what’s going on. We have to Google everything later. For all we know, they’re chanting “No more kicking puppies!” Or perhaps not.