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the good, the bad, the Baliful


Solo travel looks glamourous. For a woman, it also probably seems quite dangerous, and scary, and a bad idea, and who's going to take all those super-posed pics of me walking into a sunset or staring off into the distance... Continue Reading →

34: hashtag blessed


For the last few years, I have written birthday blog posts filling out the same set of questions each time, so I can look back each year and feel what it was to be me in that moment. A time... Continue Reading →

Philippines: boats and stars and things still go wrong


My life is a lot of accidentally doing things the hardest way possible. With an all-star cast of strange characters. A sprinkling of mishap. A lot of "well, at least this will all be a very funny story in a... Continue Reading →

Philippines Days 1-4: (waiting on the good), the bad, the ugly


Like all good travel stories, this one starts with pollution, pirates, and a flu epidemic. Teaching in Brazil taught me to choose countries with good public holidays (I miss you, Carnaval), and I was très excited to see a 10... Continue Reading →

r2hk: lessons and blessings


I’ve asked Google many a thing - “how do you bake chicken” “which one is cabbage and which is lettuce” “what does an eclipse mean.” But perhaps the most humbling thing I’ve ever thrown out to the universe was what... Continue Reading →

r2hk: this one wild and precious life


Captain’s Log: Day 21 of no social media* and I am slowly becoming accustomed to waiting in line with no meme-induced chuckling. Somehow I am getting by without daily briefings on the end of the world from Amy Siskind. My... 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 →

a hundred days searching for ‘home’ in hk


I have an app that feeds into a quirky obsession of mine - knowing exactly how many days it has been since my definition of major life events have occurred and how many days until the next one. This makes... Continue Reading →

Regular Trains, Sushi Trains, Bullet Trains, oh my


There is an English idiom, 'like riding a bike,' that I got to try out in a few ways on this trip. I was literally riding a bike around rice paddies and down busy streets with opposite traffic laws, and... Continue Reading →

R2HK: bagpipes and strawberries for a ghost-free life


It’s been exactly 56 days since I boarded a plane for the longest ride of my life and flew from California to Hong Kong. I’ve a laundry list of crazy things that I’ve learned or noticed or had happen to... Continue Reading →

R2HK: yard duties, always food, details


I've known many yard duty's during a lifetime of public schooling, but when I think of a 'yard duty,' there’s just one woman I picture; halo of frizzy grey hair, sunglasses with a leash on them, clipboard full of green... 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 →

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