Adios California. Hola Peru!
Here’s what hours of alone time behind the wheel will get you: magic! (You’re welcome.)
What do people do in the desert? Nothing! At least, if you’re us two. (And by “nothing” I really mean “everything”.)
Without revealing at whose house this happened, here’s my tale of enduring someone I hope to never become.
First time for everything: Of all the people I’ve met on airplanes and exchanged information with, Kirk is the only one I’ve ever seen later on.
Don’t be fooled by their silky pelt and big, innocent eyes. Given the chance, these adorable pups will rip the flesh straight from your bone!
Telluride was a whirlwind of snowfall, new friends, and a dog like I’ve never seen.
Not a whole lot to say lately, but here’s a little bit.
Part 3 of 3 in my “week in the life”. Read how I kidnapped a Swedish national and took him to Hong Kong to meet Jessica and Chip! (Yes, Chip returns!)
Part 2 of 3 of my “week in the life” article. (I just found out it won’t be posted until May 20!) **Lots of pics!!**
Part 1 of 3 in my photo-heavy version of the “week in the life” article I finally finished.
After 2+ months of research, here are my 6 theories on why Vietnam visitors are so polarized.
Sophie swooped in on her motorbike and picked me up from work. A friend of mine called us “Hello Kitty’s Angels” because of my shirt.
When we Americans hear “Vietnam” we think “the War”. This does not happen the other way around.
It’s Saturday, January 19th and half my postcards STILL haven’t made it to America, after being mailed on the 2nd. Hopefully some will arrive today. (Did you get yours today??)
No words, just pics. All taken today, from morning-wakey to evening-sleepy.
Have you heard how amazing That One Place was?! The food! The people! The scenery and more! The place sounds so perfect, it’s a wonder the Gusher was able to board the plane home.
I realize I’m about a year late to this particular meme party. Better late than never (right?) Look what I made just for YOU!
After my touristy Mekong Delta tour, I took a 3-hour bus to TraVinh to meet my coworker, Nhüng, near her hometown. I will not miss this bus.
I dug this silly pic up from 2002, when I lived in North Carolina. It represents me last Sunday when, for a few minutes, I became someone’s idea of a typical American.