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.
Months and months ago, when my smart friends were purchasing tickets for the Olympics, I was still wavering back and forth between spending a few extra weeks in the Bay with my family, or coming back to Rio to be... Continue Reading →
So it turns out I am super passionate about sports I have never played, don't understand, have never even seen before. I lost my MIND watching beach volleyball (and apparently many of you got to see that for yourselves on... Continue Reading →