I woke up Thursday morning and reached for my glasses, which crumpled in my hands and I heard the almost inaudible sound of a screw bouncing onto the floor and onward into an unknowable eternity of unfindable objects. I acted fast - stumbled to the office and started frantically applying Scotch tape while weighing in [...]
Today was one of the first nice days of Real Spring (we had Fake Spring last month), and so we decided to get out on the scooter and go see something new after recovering from Saturday night, which was largely spent drowning in a bottle of whiskey. We were planning to head down to Mochou [...]
It’s been a looooooong day. Yesterday, we woke up, puttered around the apartment, and got on a train to Shanghai. Shanghai - a sprawling mass of excitement, culture, and constant activity, featuring both extreme beauty and extreme ugliness, the best and worst of China packed into one throbbing metropolitan headrush.
We arrived in Shanghai, ate at [...]
Um, it’s been too long for me to try to catch up, so I’m just going to jump right back in and pretend like I’ve been online since October…
Right now, it’s 7:34 pm, and I haven’t bothered to get dressed today, meaning I’m sitting in my apple commercial living room in my sweatpants and a [...]
We left for Shanghai on Monday morning, and at first glance the Nanjing train station did not look promising for easy travel. The place was PACKED. It’s a holiday week for a lot of people due to National Day, and the boards showed all the trains as sold out. This isn’t the end of the [...]
When I visited China, almost exactly one year ago, I flew into the Shanghai airport. Chris met me there, and we had three hours to kill before our train to Nanjing left. So we walked down Nanjing Road, which blew my small town Arkansan mind - between the jet lag and the total sensory overload [...]
Good grief, what a week. I staggered off the plane around 9:30 Monday night, which according to my biological understanding of time should have been 10:30 Tuesday morning, spent the night in Little Rock, drove to New Orleans, saw my sister, drove back to Harrison, spent the night, drove to Arrow Rock to see my [...]
If you’ve never been to Harrison, just trust me. The sign’s funny.
Ok, so tomorrow I’m getting on a plane to go back to the states to see family and friends, drink tap water and cherry coke, eat real Mexican food, buy conditioner meant for my freakish foreign hair, take bubble baths after eight months of standing showers, freely talk to strangers without having to struggle for [...]