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Big Q, Round 2


Last summer, the two weeks quarantine upon arrival were in my apartment, which was hard for a laundry list of reasons, but I gotta hand it to the HK gov’t - they know how to make things much, MUCH harder! Luckily (I guess), after a year of going nowhere, even with the mandated hotel quarantine, I was desperate to get home so I took the plunge. In a way, I was almost looking forward to the adventure of returning to Hong Kong and trying out the new system. If nothing else, some character building and a good story, right?

*inside voices*


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 →

What to do if you ask a woman if she’s pregnant and she says “no.” And other times you made a mistake. And some things I wanted to say.


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 →

r2hK: yogurt with chopsticks and other things


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 →

R2HK: a helluva start


“So, something I didn’t mention before is that I actually hate birds. I think they are stupid and I am scared of birds. Anyway, let’s go look at about a million of them.” That was my opening line as I... Continue Reading →

R2HK: making my way downtown


The last few days have been full of firsts. Flew to Asia for the first time. First time living in a big city with buildings so tall I actually don’t know what the weather is until I get down to... Continue Reading →

manifesting ideal husbands, dentists, hong kong


A few years ago, when I thought being upset about not yet being married should start in your early twenties, a friend told me that a great exercise would be to ‘manifest’ my destiny and challenge God by making a... Continue Reading →

Gringa Diaries: It’s the End of the World and I knowed it.


Captain’s Log, Day 10: Currently 36 degrees F and wiiiiiindy, battling a chest cold, have walked among PENGUINS!, seen the end of the world by road and am now sailing towards a stormy grey curtain that hides the rest of... 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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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