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a hotdog, holidays, hong kong, hope


"now....lets do the fake laugh?! but like really well." Stop me if you’ve heard this one already - A hotdog and a banana crash a baby’s Halloween parade at 11am on a Saturday. One of them may or may not... Continue Reading →

700 days in HK


totally mesmerized by this sunrise as we landed in SFO To celebrate my 700th day of living in Hong Kong, I left! I hadn't been home to California since last summer and I felt it in my bones. The last... Continue Reading →

birthdays, how to friend, first dates, ritz crackers. days 11.12.13.14


Feb 21 - Day Eleven - Happy birthday, Jenna! "isn't she perdy" - said in grandma great voice It’s my sister’s birthday today! She’s celebrating in Seattle with our aunts and cousins. Family birthdays are something I always miss about... Continue Reading →

RintheBay: So long, sweet summer


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 →

r2hk: just in cases


"Love Actually" is a terrible movie. There. I said it. (This person here said it much better.) It is, however, undeniably quotable. Its opening scene is the best part - "Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world,... Continue Reading →

R2HK: Alis volat propiis


Here goes my flight. Here I sit in the airport. Bags are checked. I am not sure what I’ve forgotten yet. My 'last supper' was Zachary's deep dish pizza, salad with ranch dressing, wine, and my puppies in the backyard.... Continue Reading →

therapy: hit and run/walk/get outside


I move to Hong Kong in two weeks, so it is entirely reasonable that people are starting to ask me if I'm ready. The short answer is "no." The long answer is "NoooooOOOOOooooOOOOOOOOooooo." There are about a million things to... Continue Reading →

therapy: the gym and a crush


It's been so long that I'm not sure. Maybe they do it differently these days, and I've been out of the game an age, but . . . there is a strong possibility I have been flirted with. Lemme 'splain.... Continue Reading →

33 – the year of promise (i hope)


I’ve spun around the sun another 365.25 blessed days, and something about this number feels magical. Feels important. Feels like I probably should be doing more than shacking up at my parents, funemployed, with dogs for best friends. But I'm... 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 →

Gringa Diaries: Antarctica


Captain’s Log, Day 14:I keep singing "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?" It’s a new year dot dot dot I guess? Have lost all sense of time here on the last continent. The floor mats in the... Continue Reading →

RinR: savannah, interviews, eritrea, etc.


"Flaming Hot Cheetos, tampons, Pumpkin Spice lattes, salsa, post-it notes..." I drawled on to the women behind the reception at the hotel I was staying at. Their eyes got bigger and bigger as I listed the things I would be... Continue Reading →

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