“Something’s not right with my tooth,” Jarred told me a few days after arriving in Tampico, Mexico.  He cranked open his jaw and I got a good view of the gaping hole in one of his top molars where a filling used to be.  

We asked at the front desk and surprisingly there were two dentists with in walking distance of the hotel.  Only one had a website which said i...

On our way home from work, our bus trudges over the snow covered bridge across the Neva River, St. Petersburg’s main waterway.  Looking quite different from the swiftly rushing river it was just days ago, the water is now at a complete standstill, jutting up in frozen ridges across the bumpy surface.  

A member of our security team told me the other day that we are lucky we’re visiting during the off season because when the river is thawed, the bridges are only kept down for a certain ...