From Russia With Love.

My friend L has been living in Moscow since last October working for the JDC. It is a not-for-profit organization with a Jewish focus, doing aid and rescue work around the world. In Moscow, she does a lot of work with the elderly and disabled kids, providing assistance and a safety net that Russia does not. She travels A LOT, some places seem awesome, some -- mostly the former Soviet Union countries -- do not.

After ten months, she is back in the U.S., doing a combination of speaking, fundraising and visiting in San Francisco and Chicago. She spent a couple days in New York a few months ago but that was more due to administrative snafus than actually getting to see many people.

Last night M and I scored a coveted weekend night date with L. She joined us at work happy hour, while we killed time until our table was ready at Frontera. We were all probably three drinks in by the time we got to dinner so not surprisingly, we had a fantastic time. Later, another friend joined us. We headed to Theory for some drinks, then moseyed up to the Hunt Club to try to dance (failure due to an awful DJ), and finally ended the night at Butch McGuire's. It was a super fun evening.

L is the happiest I have ever seen her in the eight years I've known her. She was great at the law but the law was not great for her. Despite the facts that she does not speak a lot of Russian, it has been slow going making friends in Moscow, and it is really far away from her family and friends, she loves it enough to re-up for another year. She took a huge risk by leaving the law but returning to her roots clearly suits her. It makes me wish I had roots to which to return.