To Eat or Not to Eat, part 3
“You can eat crickets here,” Spencer said. We were walking through a flea market in Mexico City and there were food vendors scattered throughout. “I’m not sure I would eat that,” I said. “You...
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How I feel about Mexican food
This may sound sacrilegious, but I’ve never been a fan of Mexican food. I’ll still eat it because I want to fit in and I want people to like me, but in general I...
2024 Travel Update #1
My Taipei List So I guess I kept my resolution to write weekly in January, and then fell off the wagon in February when I traveled to Asia, which is a shame. In a...
How I learned what gaslighting means
Last Thanksgiving I took my mom to Zion and Bryce National Park, and it was a great time. We were lucky with the weather as it only rained for part of one day, so...
Life Lessons in Paris, part 2
“Miles just walked by! He’s in a hurry so he’s probably watching somewhere,” Ethan texted. It was Sunday, and Andrew and I were watching the men’s bronze medal match in the stadium. Ethan was...
Am I an introvert?
One of the best parts of traveling is meeting people along the way, whether it’s locals or fellow travelers. Since I had a decent portion of solo travel on this recent trip to Paris,...
Life Lessons in Paris, part 1
“How cringe would it be if I started singing right now?” Andrew asked. We had just finished dinner and were heading back to the beach volleyball tournament when we passed by a random church....
Paris, Je t’aime, part 2
There’s nothing like a United Airlines meal on the flight back that reminds you that you’re no longer in Paris. Which is funny because on my flight to Paris, my last meal included a...
random life update #3
Apologies to those of you who thought I was in Paris based on my last blog post…I’m actually leaving this week and am frantically trying to get as much work done as I can...
Great Expectations, part 4
The Power of FOMO “Am I crazy for wanting to go to Paris to watch a volleyball tournament?” I asked Iain. “You’re crazy, but going to Paris to watch volleyball isn’t that crazy for...
This was a heartwarming read. Thanks Ted!