DC v. London
I have been thinking about a post comparing and contrasting DC and London for months now. I have toyed around with it for the last few weeks and I realized something–they are a lot more alike than I...
View ArticleIn Bruges (sans Colin Farrell)
The Markt Last weekend, February 17-20, J and I went to Bruges (or Brugge depending on if you’re Francophone or Flemish). It was our second time going there together–first trip was in 2008–and my...
View ArticleWhen Mom and Dad Comes to Stay
J and I haven’t traveled for a while, but that is partly because my Mom and Dad came to visit us earlier this month. It was their first time to Europe and despite the average of 23,000 plus steps of...
View ArticleAlone in London
The most difficult part of learning to be alone is the boredom. The boredom comes more swiftly and intensely than the loneliness. It is the stain on your favorite t-shirt that never goes away despite...
View ArticleOn Turning 26
(photo by Will Clayton) 26 is one of those ages that seems impossibly old when you’re 5. An age that still seems impossibly old at 13, though there would never be any reason to think about life past 18...
View ArticleAm I the only one that’s crazy?
(photo by Terence S. Jones) I have been basically happy or content at some level for over month now. This is pretty much a miracle in the saga of my last year. I haven’t been thinking about it too...
View ArticleLearning to Say Goodbye
(photo by Sacks08) Last night something obvious hit me very suddenly, the most obvious things always seem to appear that way. I realized that part of my difficulties is accepting the fact that I am...
View ArticleA Very Expat Thanksgiving
A very broody turkey (photo by Swaminathan) I have probably talked about Thanksgiving abroad when this blog was in its ‘travel’ iteration, but I’ll discuss it a bit again before the main point of this...
View ArticleReviewed: The Lowland
I read a lot. I’ve been keeping track of the books I read since 2011, so I know that since January of this year I’ve read 66 books, give or take a few I didn’t feel ‘counted’ as books. (I don’t tend to...
View ArticleA New Year
(photo by SashaW) The New Year will always mean something extra to me. It was the last time I heard my brother’s voice. Eight years ago today my older brother committed suicide. The grief that came...
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