Photo Journal: Balinese Volcanos, Rice Paddies and Waterfalls
I sometimes forget just how lucky I am to live in Hong Kong -- one of the most efficient travel hubs in the world and just a hop, skip, jump away from so many countries...
I sometimes forget just how lucky I am to live in Hong Kong -- one of the most efficient travel hubs in the world and just a hop, skip, jump away from so many countries...
I recently moved into a new apartment situated just across from Hong Kong University, the oldest university institution in HK. A change of scenery from Mid-levels/Central Hong Kong's hustling streets full of expat bankers and...
You ever have one of those mornings where the last thing you remember is shouting shots shots shots shots shots shots! and then waking up on the floor next to the bed with a pan...
One of the happiest memories from my childhood, aside from Saturday morning cartoons in Transformers pj's, was family fishing and crabbing trips at the docks at Captree State Park. Up at the crack of dawn, we...
Everyone remembers their first time and for over a decade I had dreamed of going to Tokyo to pop my cherry...
It's always frustrating when you've scouted out the perfect wide-angle vantage point, waited until the light is just right and are just about to take that shot of the [insert viewfinder scene here] when...
Ever since my father handed me his old Nikon FM2 for my beginner photography class in high school, I would come home year after year to show him new stills of the world through the...
Berlin, like the 8-foot tall giants residents that towered over tiny Lilia and I during our visit, is a city full of beautifully uncompromising structures. And it's no wonder because the city staged a revolution, was...
Although it was 1989, I still remember it like it was yesterday. Pulling back the plastic tape barricading a freshly paved square of sidewalk. Smelling the chalky finish as I drew my stick out like a...
I've always liked to think of myself as a tomboy. After all, I've had my fair share of rough-and-tumble encounters: bodyslams and piledrivers with the brother after Saturday WWF WWE, bruises and scratches after little...
I think I might be a hoarder. It started out small and innocently enough: collecting little trinkets and mementos at holiday fairs, street markets and secondhand shops. I remember the sense of adventure that filled me...
Do you remember your first time? No, you dirty bird, your first time away from home. The first trip you ever took? (And I don't mean one of those forced family vacations, like the one to...