There are a few days that really make me miss home, and Thanksgiving is one of them. I don’t have any American friends here and the way I feel about the day doesn’t translate cross-culture. I’m coping well - bought... Continue Reading →
India Gate "So, what brings you to India?" Our tour guide Harsha sat us down the first night in the basement of our locally owned, somewhat sketchy motel, and began the dreaded ice breakers. I wasn’t super prepared for the... Continue Reading →
One of the many things I like about a tour is the group think. While I do love the thrill of researching and planning and organizing myself (and sometimes others) for a good tour about a country, there is something... Continue Reading →
“Habibi - for you, special price, almost free. Look, I give you these earrings. Make myself. Are you married? I can marry! I nice Egyptian man for you.” His name was (shocker) Mohammed and he was one of the many... Continue Reading →
After our epic week in Laos, Corli and I flew to meet her husband and a few friends of ours in Thailand to spend the Christmas holidays together, springing for a nice resort for the first few days on the... Continue Reading →
After three years under Covid regulations, Hong Kong is finally allowing quarantine-free travel. I was thrilled to be able to travel to a new country - Laos. I didn’t know many people who had been before, and there weren’t a... Continue Reading →
if you know you know Whenever I come back to California, what I consider home-home, people always ask me what’s different. To say “just about everything” would be a cop-out, and not exactly true. I’ve lived abroad for almost a... Continue Reading →
Having one Qtip jammed up into my brain and then another one scraped against my esophagus by a stranger dressed in a hazmat suit while I am locked inside a hotel room was decidedly not how I expected to celebrate my four year anniversary of moving to Hong Kong, but here we are. Thanks, Covid.
I took myself out on a date.* “We” (me and my many opinions, appetites, fictional lives, etc.) went down to the promenade where I normally go at night to run and make weird faces while my lungs try to draw... Continue Reading →
100 percent you don't have to count the last year of your life if you don't feel like getting older. The pandemic has stolen a lot from us: I'm inclined to agree that it was a wash of a year,... Continue Reading →
sometimes we cope by going to a Harry Potter cafe. We all have different ways of getting through life in the time of Corona. There should be grace for whatever methods you’re choosing, because times is hard (note: mounting a... Continue Reading →
Cheers to the freakin’ weekend. I’m writing this from a hotel staycation. I felt like celebrating, and I REALLY wanted a bubble bath, so here I am, with a sweet view, a wasted king-sized bed to myself as my body... Continue Reading →
Sunglasses Always Fit 