This is an excerpt from my memoir, The Colors of Sand, due out in January 2019. You will be able to find it on Amazon. Striding along the uneven stone slabs, I imagined myself as a poised, confident woman in her high-heeled black faux-leather boots. It was a miracle that I had slid my average-sized... Continue Reading →
A strong breeze cut through the intense humidity, the sour tang of urine coupled with the briny scent of people standing in unnatural intimate closeness. The air had an electric current to it. A glance at the ominous sky showcased blackish gray clouds abruptly cut off by buildings. Shiny exteriors, mirrors for neon lights from... Continue Reading →
The adventures of a solo, female teacher and globe-trotter, and how her love of travel affects relationships with family and friends.
Birds of all shapes and sizes chirp, tweet, and sing while small winged things buzz and vibrate creating a rare melodious symphony only heard by the earliest of risers. Rays of gold fleck its leafy green friends with shades of sunrise as it slips between buildings and crosses streets. Light tangles itself among the many... Continue Reading →
Dealing with crusty, flying things that go buzz in the night is where I draw the line. To read more about moving into my condo and my family of cockroaches, check out my article, Life Is About Trade-Offs. I had been living in my condo in Bangkok for a month and honestly believed that I... Continue Reading →
There are trade-offs when living and working in different countries. For example, when I moved to Bangkok, I traded clean air for black smoke guzzling out of tailpipes. I exchanged four seasons for tropical weather and sunny skies, clean streets for decaying food waste on street corners and small bugs for bigger ones. Every day... Continue Reading →
For the first time in my life I am disgusted with myself. Standing in front of the full-length mirror of the mediocre hotel and condo, there is no denying it, no looking away. The last four months have not been kind to me. My once toned body has become soft and flabby. Deep skin folds,... Continue Reading →
My first move happened in 2007 from the U.S. to a Podunk town in South Korea. It was my own fault for moving to the middle of nowhere and I have since learned my lesson. My next move was going back to the U.S. a year later, but I couldn't stop myself from hopping back... Continue Reading →