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.
Updating the 20-something tips I wrote a year ago about surviving the "new normal." (honestly, if I never hear that phrase again . . . )
It had been 120 days, but we were finally back at school.
100 days! Wow! I celebrated by having three major panic attacks in three different places, just to mix it up. One at work, one at the park, and one at home. Don't worry - I have since thrown some tortillas... Continue Reading →
One of the odd experiences of living away from home for any length of time is the childlike, subconscious thought that the world stops in your absence, and realizing that no, it does not. Life continues in very normal ways,... Continue Reading →
Hi from two months of quarantine in Hong Kong! I am watching the world start to put different forms of social distancing in place. I just wanted to say - Welcome to your new normal! I shall be your reluctant... Continue Reading →
Keep in mind I’m writing this after six weeks of STRICT measures being taken. We’re coming on the other side of this now in Hong Kong and many countries in Asia. There is hope.