So, wait. You mean they don’t have travel-sized bottles of laundry detergent? Of course not, why would they? Yes, hunting for the smallest bottle of Tide in the grocery aisle marked my beginning of photographing the 2014 Sochi Winter Olympics – with not a single camera in sight.

Like transmissions across an 1800’s telegraph from the wild wild west (or east, in this case), the cryptic Facebook messages from my colleague and Olympics roommate J.D. Mercer, who had just arrived on the ground in Sochi, began to stream across my Facebook chat window. “Apartment is nice, full kitchen