If I have to say a name which is the most common among the angels I met in travel, I would undoubtedly say “Anna” (or “Ana”), including my Swedish sister Anna, Spanish buddy Ana and Russian fellow Анна. My Russian Анна used to be my colleague and neighbour in a Russian village called Dagomys. We rode bus together after work. Once the city had a huge traffic jam, we decided to take an illegal bus at a higher price. We both sat next to the driver in the front and listened to the Russian pop songs from the radio. That was a real unexpected but pleasant experience in Russia. After the car ride, we followed our heart and had a mini party with cheese, bread and tea. I am afraid I am in love with the Russian’s hospitality and spontaneity.