Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers magically becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that…
One of my bffs is going to the Philippines and I told her to eat Balut. Is that mean!? hahahaha!!!
Oh from the last post. Unfortunately, I cannot accept the job because of my contract and prior engagements. Another job offering I must sacrifice being here. O well… live goes on. (must tell myself this until I actually digest it).
FINALLY got a job offering in Oakland as an Instructor, in an amazing program that outreaches to a diverse group of students. Unfortunately I have to move to the US by the end of January. AHHHHHH. Back on the grind…. womp womp