Where was I...?

Where was I...? It's a good question, and not only because I've been inexcusably ignoring my blog. From two months of Moldovan medical experimentation, to six weeks in beautiful Belarus, wild drives from Kishinev to Kiev and back, and an upcoming trip to Israel, it appears I'm never in any one place for too long. It appears, in fact, as they say in Yiddish, that mayn adres-- keyn shtub un keyn gesele-- mayn adres iz ratn-farband!



My address is not a house, it is not a street--- my address is the whole Soviet Union!