My host mother, Luda, is in the yellow jacket, along with two neighbors. I'm the guy with the red beard. The other guy is a Russian national living in my host city. We spent a LOT OF TIME sitting in this kitchen, trying to communicate with my...
My PST host mom and me in our outdoor kitchen during the summer. Leaving everything I know to come to a country that I had barely heard of was quite possibly one of the most difficult things I’ve ever decided to do. Life was full of craziness as...