The Meaning of “Breathtaking”

The Meaning of “Breathtaking”

Scotland is where I first understood the meaning, the feeling, the physiological concept of calling something “breathtaking.” As I stood staring at the Glencoe highlands, all I could do is just that. Stand. Stare. And remind myself to breathe.  The vastness of the overlapping Scottish hills of green and brown takes your breath away. Now, this … Continue reading

Soybeans in Chinatown

Soybeans in Chinatown

This was my first bowl of fermented soybeans from a small ramen shop in San Jose. The stringy, gooey, saltiness was reminiscent of snot. But great, if you’re into that sort of thing.

Adventures of a Poor Old Jag

Adventures of a Poor Old Jag

No dash lights. No air conditioning. No cup holders. A passenger-side window that doesn’t roll up. But who needs those extras when you have 12 cylinders and two doors that close with the unmistakable heavy “thud” of a 20-year-old European sports car. (Or so says my friend who I was visiting  in California with the … Continue reading

My Houston Layover in Numbers

20 hours in transit (and counting) 13 hours at IAH Houston airport 1 flight cancellation 1 standby ticket 8 delays 4 gate changes 5 circles made around the food court trying to find an open outlet 3 half charges of my phone 1 cup of coffee 1 glass of wine 3 episodes of Top Gear … Continue reading

Three Hours in Biloxi

Three Hours in Biloxi

When I was back in Minnesota for Christmas break, my friends gave me a hard time for having lived in southern Mississippi for four months and still not having been to the coast. So, antsy and unable to complete anything productive, I finally decided to drive to the gulf. How to spend three hours alone … Continue reading