I also thought I was standing next to a celebrity, and then after a few minutes realized it was just someone I follow on instagram. But by far, the strangest part of the weekend involved feces.
One of the best parts of being a teacher is the vacation time. Which we need, because the job is crazy. And one of the best parts about being an international teacher is that I am constantly meeting cool people... Continue Reading →
Just a small town girl. Living in a lonely world. She took a minibus going anywhere. It ripped off her toenail.* That's not where I meant to go when I started writing that sentence but there it is. I sing... Continue Reading →
I pulled a shard of glass out of my hair at the dinner table tonight. Running my hands through my hair, I thought I had found an odd patch of dandruff, but came away with a rather... Continue Reading →
I used to laugh at people who had five year, ten year, more-than-that year plans. "I don't remember what I thought I was going to do this time today, why would I have a plan for the next few years?"... Continue Reading →
So, you’ve just met someone, you’re not close, and you have no reason to know if they’re pregnant or not. Or married or not. Or happy or not. Or want to be any of those things. Or what their life... Continue Reading →
Few things can make or break a friendship like travel. Like realizing we’re all getting charged 400HKD we hadn’t planned on to check one bag, or the suitcase zipper breaking open in the trunk of an unmarked “taxi,” or the... Continue Reading →
Thirty days in the States and the following has come to my attention: It’s super weird to wear shoes inside the house. Ranch is the best flavor. It’s nice to feel like a normal-sized person. It’s nice to wave and... Continue Reading →
Not a day goes by where I don’t wonder at where I live. Out my window, I see apartment buildings higher than anything I’ve been in in California, and the earthquake-ometer all Bay Area natives have installed at birth goes... Continue Reading →
Disclaimer: This post was written under the influence of a wine-soaked happy hour with a friend going through a break-up, end of the school year exhaustion, Hong Kong humidity permeating my already scrambled brain, and "Benny and the Jets" on... Continue Reading →
Solo travel looks glamourous. For a woman, it also probably seems quite dangerous, and scary, and a bad idea, and who's going to take all those super-posed pics of me walking into a sunset or staring off into the distance... Continue Reading →
Birthday months are fun for mail, although living abroad makes pieces few and far between. It only makes me loves the ones that make the effort more. But I certainly had not been expecting to receive a request via post... Continue Reading →
