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therapy: a one way ticket. dogs.


The pictures confirmed the image I was forming of just how much smaller and more compact my life was going to be living in Hong Kong. They showed a tiny furnished bedroom, and a living room you could juuuust about... Continue Reading →

an interesting title should probably go here


maybe i shouldn't have been so surprised. but we forget how much people care, how kind people can be, and despite its general toxicity, how great the internet is at bringing us all together in times of joy as well... Continue Reading →

saying goodbye and a bit about why and how i’ve depressed.


"How was it?" Everyone wants to know. "Was it hard to say goodbye?" "What do you miss already? What will you miss?" Well. Every part was the worst part, actually. I was saying 'goodbye' to many things and people I'm... Continue Reading →

RinR: sunsets and dumpster fires


It took a few days and a few chopps, a few "tudo bem?!" and many kisses, but it was waking up in the middle of the night in my own sweat to violently scratch at multiple mosquito bites sprinkled across... Continue Reading →

(nearly) all the rest of the photos and thoughts about Patagonia/Antarctica


Imagine the most rickety roller coaster ever. Now give it some drugs and Froot Loops. Now take away all it's sense of direction and safety and suspension and brakes. Now I want you to imagine that the ride lasts 2.5... Continue Reading →

Turns out it takes a monthish to write a blog when you are depressed.


This isn't the first time I've gone through a few months of feelings that feel bigger than I can manage. But I am growing, because I figured out that for me, I can decide that no one gets to steal... Continue Reading →

RinR: Adventure is always out there


Warning: a blog such as this will make you ask yourself - "is there anything Rachel won't blog about?" The short answer is no, not if there is a funny story to tell. Happy Hallowiener everyone! Happy November! Happy almost... Continue Reading →

Gringa Diaries – Paraguay: 1, Rachel: 0


After the late night silently waging social justice via facebook, I woke Friday morning to a slightly drizzly day, a fractured foot that barely worked, and no ambitions beyond the breakfast buffet. The infamous couple failed to show at breakfast,... Continue Reading →

Gringa DiariesÑ There will be errors in this.


I am somewhere in a jungle in Argentina, at the intersection of Brazil, Paraguay, and Argentina, where a magical spot called Iguazu Falls (spelling based on home country) exists. It is one of the wonders of the world. And in... Continue Reading →

Rachel in Rio: Too Tired for a Title


i feel like im in an experiment to discover how much snot the human body can produce. or how much tea the human body can consume in one day. the sweet nectar of dayquil and nyquil are taking me back... Continue Reading →

RinR: Olympic Withdrawals, and the marathon ahead.


I'm a list-maker - I have journals, scratch paper, apps everywhere recording hopes and dreams and chores. But nowhere on any list I've ever made did I write "go to the Olympics." Because like, when would that ever happen? I... Continue Reading →

YAYarea Summer 2016 – the basic updates


I am back in California! woooo baby yeah. I won't be coming home for another year, so I am going ALL OUT. I've been to a Giants game, I've drank salsa from the jar, I made a White House cookie... Continue Reading →

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