As far back as I can remember, we sang English nursery rhymes as little babes, about London bridge falling down, and a ring-a ring-of roses; we read tales authored by Charles Dickens and […]
London like a local: a pictogram
What’s to love about Kiev? Every single thing..
Kiev blinks at us from behind trees. A little bit shy, somewhat elusive, she has offered just a peep…as if taunting us, ‘wait until you’ve seen me in all my splendor.’ I […]
Travelogues of an African Girl 