That time I let a 4-year-old help me mix cement and build a house
You will have to forgive my disjointed, fragmented retelling of this experience. It happened four or five years ago, and at the time, I did
Category: Travel
Lunch in Beijing
“If you ever come to Beijing, you should call me.” At the start of June, we were sitting in my classroom, the day after final
Mapping the World through Experiences
It is no strange concept that places leave impressions on us. We form deep connections to the places where we’ve been, places where we’ve had
Home is Where I Write
I did not choose travel. Travel happened to me frequently when I was young, most often without my permission. Three cities. Ten houses. Two middle