Sigh. That's a pity you can't come here for a number of reasons, not the least of which it is high summer now, temps in the upper 90's, and the eye candy at beach (5 mikes from the family schloss), well calling it spectacular is probably one of the greatest understatements of all time. If you do manage to make it to Krim, I strongly advise you to bring your heart meds with you...

As for the ankle bracelet, not to worry. DHS will never notice, and when you get here, I'm sure I can find a friend or two in a well known security apparatus who can assist you with the bracelet to any level you want to attain. Then it's a few weeks of tanks, beach, beer and wine, until VCO has had enough of us and whips out the heirloom 15 kilo silver serving spoon and proceeds to play the Anvil Chorus on our respective noggins. Of course she will only do that after she has trained on your poor TD with her T34 and Sov Panther. Quite the vicious little fighter, she is. Contrary to what they say, on occasion youth and exuberance does triumph over experience and treachery...me having learned this the hard way.