Dear Blogger’s Block,
You are harder to lose than the last few pounds from the Malaysia trip—you know, the one I’m trying to write about. The one you’re prohibiting me from writing about by completely overstaying your welcome.
I expect you to come when Huzhou life has reached its predictable static lull, when life is nothing but [...]
My college we’re-practically-married roommate Emily liked to regale me with stories of her endearingly eccentric music librarian father. A few times she told me about family trips, in which her father would permit his family breakfast, and then insist on sight-seeing (I have a feeling it included a lot of museums) straight though until dinnertime [...]
I’ve never considered myself to have an addictive personality. There’s pretty much nothing I can’t live without, though when it comes to living without, say, pretty much any food group, I question the definition of ‘living.’ The things we think of first when we think of addiction—smoking, drinking, drugs, video games—have never really appealed to [...]
Travel is all about doing new things, meeting people you never knew existed, seeing things you’d never even thought of. People, I have had a Kuala Lumpur revelation: I have seen fresh baby corn. For real! Who knew that stuff didn’t naturally grow in cans? Not I!
Kuala Lumpur is not, in my opinion, a special [...]
I know what you were thinking: Finally. She’s done posting Korea photos. I mean, she’s posting about oatmeal, for Mao’s sake, she must be through with the endless Seoul puns and nearly identical pictures of pickled spicy cabbage.
Well, you were wrong. But at least my puns aren’t this bad:
I spent my last hours on [...]
Sometimes Life does not cooperate with the general flow of blog posts. Sometimes nothing happens and I have nothing to post about. Sometimes I don’t have time to post, or things are too personal to post. But sometimes, sometimes, I have supersaturated days, where I want to make sure I blog about everything that happened [...]
The way my father tells it, he and 5-or 6-year old Ellis (not yet ellis, but probably around the time I insisted everyone call me Crystal) were at McDonald’s, eating our hamburgers before we were allowed to eat our French Fries.
“Dad,” said wee Ellis. “Where do hamburgers come from?”
Oh boy. Almost as tough as “Where [...]
The limit of the human stomach is one of life’s greatest tragedies. Some lament 24 hours in a day, I lament 2,000 calories in a day. Don’t think I can’t push it to at least twice that, but eventually physical limitations and the outside forces of clothing waistlines impose restrictions.
Though the Namdaemun market pushed [...]
One day not seoul long ago, Han Seoulo was relaxing in a gondola drifting down a Venice canal. Beside Han sat Babe Ruth, leaning back with his eyes closed, enjoying the Venice sun. The gondolier, naturally, was serenading Han and Babe with a heartfelt rendition of O Seoul-e Mio.
“Hey, Babe,” Han said. “Have you installed [...]