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.
Conversion is rare. Not the religious kind. I’m talking about kilograms.
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.
The scooters and motorcycles flow between the cars like water, and up onto the sidewalks when it suits them.
One of Katie’s favorite things about our apartment is that it is on the sixth floor, and we can take the stairs.