The questions came fast.  For a group of young students just learning English, they didn't hesitate to try out what they already knew on a couple of native speakers with little knowledge of their Russian language.  What is your name?  Where do you live?  Do you like Mr. Beast?  Huh?

The three young barefoot siblings held hands as they made their way down the gravel road in the dark.  Escaping their home too fast to grab shoes and jackets, the November chill quickly set in as they ran along the same path they walked most afternoons.  Their mother and older

With several more stops until reaching downtown Chișinău (KEE-shee-NOW), how any more people could possibly crowd onto the bus was unclear.  With each stop, I pushed further in as the door I was up against folded open.  One or two riders escaped out the door before four or five more

Clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk.  The anchor chain passed over the bow of our trawler in the secluded cove as the sun slowly dipped toward the horizon.  We backed down to securely set the anchor and hold the boat in the gentle breeze for the night.  The occasional chirp of a