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...
To this day I have fond memories of my fifth grade class in elementary school. Our teacher was an elegant woman named Mrs. Mintzer, who to this day is still one of the most inspirational teachers...
Packing and unpacking is by far the most unpleasant aspect of taking a trip (well, that and eating instant noodles for a month in order to pay off the credit card debt for all those...
Do you remember that movie The Next Karate Kid with Mr. Miyagi-san and Hillary Swank? (Please please don't tell me you were still in the womb when that movie came out because recently I've been...
When I was little, sunsets were the harbingers of death. Yes, literally death. My mother would tell us terrifying stories of what clowns and monsters (euphemisms for child molesters and rapists; although "clown" does 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...
Dear Pamalican Island, It has been so too long since we last met (475.5 days!) and I miss you so much. I've tried to distract myself with photos of swaying palm trees and boxes of coconut...
Hey Lisa, should we be worried that August is hurricane season in St. Thomas?" Nahwww. Come on, what are the chances?" Apparently they're pretty darn high. Rewind. For 5 sparkling days Izabella and I frolicked along the coast...