“Hey, remember like seven years ago when we were both single and working brunch at the bar on weekends?” I said to my friend, Mike. This was last Friday as we were crammed into the back seat of a 4-wheel drive SUV, raging up and down a bank of sand dunes. As the car perched … More life is weird
Christmas Eve, 2015. I’m writing on our balcony, drinking some coffee and eating pomegranate seeds waiting for my family to wake up. They flew in last night after nearly 24 hours of travel with a layover in Amsterdam. We had some late-night delivery Lebanese and talked about our itinerary for the week, jobs, neighbors back … More light expectations
Last night, we went to a Swiss Christmas Market in one of the hotels downtown. It was held in the courtyard out back between the restaurants and backing up to the beach. It was a pretty legit Christmas Market, as far as those go: cute little Swiss chalets draped in fairy lights, a children’s choir … More Christmas in the Dhabs
The trouble with blogging is that it, like most living things, requires a lot of routine maintenance to keep it alive. The trouble with life is that the more you engage with it, the fewer moments you have for introspection. The trouble with keeping the same blog name and URL that you’ve had for seven … More It turns out I came here to live.
“Living in a foreign country is one of those things that everyone should try at least once. My understanding was that it completed a person, sanding down the rough provincial edges and transforming you into a citizen of the world. What I find appealing in life abroad was the inevitable sense of helplessness it would … More what is unnecessary will sift away
A few months ago, my beloved Sushi-cat died. It was so sad, and so terrible, and even now I feel like he’s a little phantom limb. It’s still strange to me to only have one cat, although she’s quite the companion, my little Small Troubled Cat. We had talked in terms of “when,” not in terms … More you don’t get to decide how things like this happen
Ten hectic chaotic days Stateside later, and we’ve wrapped the requisite bachelorette party and done six months’ worth of wedding planning in about four days. Trips home are now riddled with errand-running. You come “home” once or twice a year, and it’s dentist, coffee-dates, teary dinners with friends you’ve only seen over Skype in months, … More they’re heavy, and they’re slowing me down