Now, one of the things I don’t love about London is that getting anywhere, absolutely anywhere, takes an hour. It’s great for getting through your Kindle read. It’s not great when you’re in Wimbledon at 11:45 on a Saturday night and facing a 1+ hour commute home.
Dry January, veganuary, and hikes
Why does the sun set at 3:30pm? And other questions I ask myself in England
I’d like to issue an official apology to Charles Dickens: Charlie, I get it now. Winter in Great Britain sucks. It’s cruel, cold, and dark.
When I think about things I want to accomplish in 2023, just having the freedom to make New Years resolutions is overwhelming. Seriously, this is like breathing fresh air after a year of being chased by a dark cloud of…
The city is pure chaos. I can smell the four-day old pork of the meat vendor mixing with the sickly sweet fried dough of the shop next door.
The one where we got trapped in Calais for 72 hours.
There are worse placed to be trapped in for 3 days. But then again.. there are many far better ones. Our forced weekend in Calais will involve a lot of mussels in white wine, the famed French seaside, and a surreal encounter with Calais’ dragon mascot
Moganshan, I love you, but we got to break up.
It’s my last time going to Moganshan before I leave China and I feel like I am putting a cork on the experience of being here for 8 years. Except I’m not corking a fine wine– I’m corking gutter oil,…