Borrowed Time
I flew to Vladivostok for 50 hours. I'll tell you about the cultural makeup of the city, how KHL players survive their road trips, and my beef with Russian Harry Potter.
I am not sure how this is possible, but Vladivostok is far away from everywhere.
It is the city I once saw on the curled edge of a map and thought, “Huh, I wonder what that’s like,” with no real intention of ever going there. Buzz Aldrin’s lunar landing seems more tenable.
To get to Vladivostok required …