A massage from The Moscow Times

It was The Moscow Times corporate outing/group-bonding-lovefest today. So at 10am on our weekend -- the paper works Sunday-Thursday -- we boarded a coach for Tropika, a deceptively named resort in the Moscow region (though see the palm tree?). I fell asleep, and apparently people took photos; I'm not sure how concerned I should be.

There was an hour and a half of motivational talks (I still feel motivated, 12 hours later), and then the paper paid for me to have a massage and go ice skating on the resort's private lake. Cheers, MT.





(Rachel proving she really is wearing ice skates.)