Time here is more like a placid river with unexpected undercurrents than a calendar or clock.
for the longest time
Category: sabbatical
happy birthday to me
Travel does not just make me grateful for the many privileges I have at home, but for the richness of creation and the hospitality of strangers.
notes to self
Conversion is rare. Not the religious kind. I’m talking about kilograms.
the work takes shape
I’m reviewing the curriculum and reading three English newspapers to sort out the politics. Katie and I are figuring out our routines. And there is important work to do.
walking the streets in Kathmandu
The scooters and motorcycles flow between the cars like water, and up onto the sidewalks when it suits them.
