Magical Myanmar

Four months later and I’m writing again. There’s a lot to be said and many apologies to be made but for now I’ll say that I’m home in America almost fully recovered from a nasty parasite and spending quality time with family. I don’t plan to return to Thailand, but I don’t think this is…

Living Inside the Outside

What happens when you move into the outside of your comfort zone?? Having passed the six month bench mark of living in Thailand (actually, I’m going on month EIGHT already…amazing..), I recently found myself in a self-prescribed “funk.” After the country-hopping adventures of Christmas break, I was back into teaching, finding myself caught up in…

Backpackers Unite!

Backpackers unite!Crowds of tall, blonde andcurly, strong merry wanderers,balloon pants wave andtattoos adorn. See their beards and long hairblow in the dusy wind,Lit cigarettes fall to the earthbeneath elephant feetand ancient temple sand-stones. “Another beer, please!” They cheers–Proust! Salud! from the balconyas dark skinned locals pourthem shotsand dancethe merengue. ““““““`The List “One, two, trois!”Take a…

Cambodian Complexities: I have a feeling we’re not in Thailand anymore, Toto

Today I’m typing from a close friend’s apartment in the Udom Suk neighborhood of Bangkok. Yesterday I walked through graves in Cambodia: the Killing Fields, one of many sights where the Khmer Rouge, Cambodia’s most notorious mass-murdering regime, slaughtered hundreds of thousands of innocent Khmer people not more than thirty five years ago. As I…

The Traveler and the Wanderer

“All that glitters is not gold. Not all those who wander are lost.” As a child I recounted these words to myself laying in bed at night, dreaming about climbing mountains and going on big adventures. Most of the time I went on adventure in my head, through the pages of my favorite books. I climbed Mount…

Almost Goodbye–A Mixture of Fear and Optimism

I’m laying on the  box-spring mattress that has been mine for the past month, eating chocolate as I contemplate what my life has been these past four weeks. First, I can say confidently (between bites of Reese’s peanut butter cups–a staple of Artsbridge life) that no other job I’ve had has been as fulfilling as this…

An Update: Change is Work and Work Takes Time

Change is work, and work takes time. I’ve been in Williamstown, Massachusetts for a week and a few days now. I came to be a counselor at a program called Artsbridge, Inc., which was set up about eight years ago. Every summer, a group of talented and compassionate artists and educators take a group of approximately…

Counting the Constellations

“This is it,” I said to my dad over the hum of the pool filter as we dipped our feet in blue-green water. We’ve both been dreading this moment. Tomorrow my father, my favorite person on the planet, leaves for Chicago. This Sunday, I leave for Pennsylvania, where in a few days I will depart…

An Homage to My College

“Now that you’re an educated woman, put it to good use.”This is what my professor told me on the last days of college. “But what about before I came to college?” I thought naively. Was I uneducated and therefore useless? I doubt that’s what my professor was implying. He was implying that education is a gift,…