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 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...
It's been a while since my last post and I feel terrible about it! Between work and trips to Sydney, San Francisco, Shanghai and Tokyo, I've been completely flat out. Like, droopy-eyed-mouth-agape-while-dragging-my-gimpy-leg-like-a decomposing-zombie flat out....
"Who's your favorite Ninja Turtle?" my friend, who legit looks like a turtle himself, thought-provokingly asked me this weekend. I thought carefully for a good 3 minutes because, well, the answer to that question is really...
An old childhood friend/neighbor, whose first encounter with me was when my brother and I ambushed him with our Super Soakers over the fence that separated our backyards, came through Hong Kong this weekend. Over...
For the most part, I really like living in Hong Kong. The city features such a unique blend of mountainous terrain, bustling harbours and limitless skyscrapers that is hard to find anywhere else in the...
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter -- tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther...
I don't know what it is but I have this assiduous habit of saying completely inappropriate things about people's families and their age. Not only that, but after the initial comment, I'll keep going, digging...
One of my favorite things about Rome is that no matter what street you're walking down, you will eventually hit one of the city's gazillion "piazzas". A piazza, not a fancy way to say "pizza" but...
When my brother and I were little, our mom would occasionally break the seemingly endless Chinese-food marathons with a special treat to pizza night. Little did we know it was because we couldn't afford dinner...