On my last night in D.C., before there was skating, there was food. German food. And it was easily the best meal I had in this city. We followed the sacred trail of Urbanspoon to a dimly lit awning that read “German Restaurant: Cafe Mozart.” “Is this the place?” The place is wonderfully secluded. To get … Continue reading
This was the funnest part of my trip. Who knew I’d be ice skating in Washington, D.C? There’s something exhilarating and monumental about being on an ice rink on a cool brisk night sandwiched between great stone structures in which really important books are kept and laws are made.
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
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.
Amazing goods in a bakery in Japantown of San Francisco
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
The tornado truly could not have dropped us in a more foreign land. Spiraling out of Jackson, Mississippi and stepping out of the doors into the Emerald City of Seattle, Washington could only been more strange if we had to step over a dead witch’s shriveled legs. For one, Mississippi is hot and muggy, Seattle … Continue reading
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
We returned from our bead-and booze-infused weekend to find utter destruction in some parts of Hattiesburg. The tornado damage hit the town, however, just in time for us to fly to Seattle for a conference. So that’s what we did. We turned our backs to the uprooted trees, roofless houses, and debris-covered streets, and let … Continue reading
In Transit 