Archives

Monthly Archive for: ‘February, 2012’

mafia cab.

0

Of any country I’ve ever traveled through or lived in, Japan is by far the safest. A young foreign woman, such as myself at the time, could stumble halfway home at 4am, pass out in someone’s doorway several blocks from her house, and remain completely unbothered until she woke up at sunrise to finish her bike ride home (hey, it …

Read More

black nikka’ed.

0

I moved to Japan in the fall of 2003. Soon after, I acquired a quirky boyfriend from Oklahoma named Barnabus. Quirky is a polite term I use to describe Barnabus’s habit of drinking too much whiskey and ending up with mild head injuries. Actually, ‘whiskey’ might be a little too generous a term for what Barnabus and I were drinking. …

Read More

gun truck.

0

About a month after I graduated from high school, I took a solo trip through Guatemala, Belize, and El Salvador. As an innocent-looking-barely-eighteen-year-old American female traveling alone in third world countries, I made some “interesting” friends, and one such friend was Tanja. Tanja was of Danish nationality, Korean ancestry, and spoke English as though she were the Queen. There are …

Read More

donkeys only.

0

When I was twenty-one years old I moved to a small town on the west coast of Greece called Preveza. Because I lived in a large, whitewashed two-bedroom apartment near the ocean, I quickly acquired two weekend roommates. Gregor and Angus, Englishman and Irishman respectively, stayed in my spare bedroom every weekend, preferring Preveza’s limited nightlife to the surrounding villages, …

Read More

intro.

0

intro. My mother always told me I should write about my travels. I sincerely doubt this is the type of writing she had in mind. People often ask about my overseas journeys. Although I’m eager to share, I’ve never been able to appropriately convey the absurdity of some of the situations I’ve gotten myself into. I mean, how does one …

Read More