Broken Rice – Final Flavours of Hoi An
Broken rice – those discard, misshapen bits after the milling and cleaning process – has come a long way. From animal feed, to poor-man’s food during times of starvation, to the iconic Cơm tấm dish with fried egg and pork. Today it stands proudly as a cultural symbol of the hardships, poverty, and resilience of…
Stranger in a Splendid Land
We immigrants, we foreigners, we digital nomads and wealthy tourists and entitled expats – too often we’re loud, intrusive, whatever is the opposite of subtle. Our unnecessarily big bodies take up a lot of space. Our voluminous chatter in Babel tongues clogs the airways. Our tentative driving clogs up intersections. We do not blend. And…
In Praise of Praise
Empty Nest + Retirement + Nomadic Lifestyle aint for the faint of ego. I had expected more times of loneliness, boredom, and questions of purpose than I’ve ended up feeling. But I never anticipated how the triple-whammy of losing in-person-parenting, work and home community would dam up the steady stream of strokes that keep us…
A Typical Day in an Atypical Life
“What do you do all day?” I’m often asked. Other than “there’s still not enough time,” I’m never quite sure how to answer. We live here, so it’s not all tours and insta-photo moments. So here’s my journal from just this one random any ol’ day as a digital nomad in Hoi An, Vietnam. 6:15…
Tet in Hoi An – Year of the Fire Horse
We move from the beach over to the heart of Hoi An, Vietnam just in time for “Tet” – the lunar new year we narrowly call “Chinese New Year” in Vancouver. While the calendar new year in Montreal was met with kombucha, half-hearted resolutions and Emily in Paris, Tet in Hoi An is a full-throated…
A Million Dong Can’t Be Wrong
It’s 9pm on my first night in Vietnam when I become a millionaire. On the corner of a well-lit street, with no traffic noise to drown out the waves lapping on the shore one block away, I slip a crisp $100 bill to our AirBnB host, who opens her wallet and pulls out 2.6 million…
Chiang Rai (Northern Thailand Part Three)
Last stop of our Northern Thailand jaunt is Chiang Rai. Honestly it’s a lot like Chiang Mai but on a smaller scale, but there are some fantastical quirky sites (Condom Café anyone?) to make it a worthy stop. White Temple of Chiang Rai If Gaudi were to build a Buddhist temple, he’d come up with…
Mae Salong (Northern Thailand Part Two)
Chiang Dao may have been scenic, but three hours further north into the mountains we are ensconced in the beauty of Mae Salong. Twenty miles from the border of our old stomping grounds of Myanmar, this is also the region where refugee Chinese soldiers fought back against the Chinese Communist regime, and were subsequently welcomed…
Chiang Dao (Northern Thailand Part One)
After a week of bliss bubble yoga retreat, we’re on the road again. With no-one doing all our cooking, planning, exercise enforcement and entertainment, it’s back to navigating and discovering the wonders of Northern Thailand on our own (with two dear friends from Vancouver). First stop – Chiang Dao, a winding 45 miles (90 minutes)…
Suan Sati – One Week Yoga Retreat in Thailand
At 5:30 am the soft melodic gong ripples the darkness. I’ve been half-awake for a while, listening to the remaining echoes of the nighttime frog chorus ceding to the vibrations of pre-dawn stillness. Sarah and I embrace wordlessly, quickly dressing in the dark and slipping out into the cool air. Barefoot along the long wooden…
Chiang Mai – Thailand at long long last!
We took the longest route in modern history to get to Thailand. Thanks to some life curveballs – dental work, sick son, revised Christmas plans – our simple (and nonrefundably-purchased) ticket across the Pacific from Vancouver to Thailand turned into: Vancouver-Albania-Philadelphia-CostaRica-Chicago-Montreal-Pittsburgh-Philadelphia-NewYork-AbuDhabi-Bangkok-Chiang Mai! Last chance to be a neck-craning New York tourist Halfway there – another…
All We Are Saying… is Give Pittsburgh a Chance
For our first new adventure of 2026 we choose the exotic tourist mecca of… Pittsburgh! Home of many championship sports teams, voted America’s most livable city in 1985, and a decayed steel empire – surely those three claims to fame merit a week of our lives? Really we’re here housesitting and spending a final week…
Vive le Québec!
Looking for a cool (minus 20!), fun place to celebrate New Years with family who live in New Brunswick, Philadelphia, Vancouver, Costa Rica, and (us) everywhere? Montreal fits the bill. Yes, we’re at that stage where we magnamoniously fly everyone (kids & partners, grandma, Costa Rican neice) to somewhere awesome, rent a funky airbnb with…
Seasons of Love – 12 PostCards from 2025
525,600 minutes – how do you measure, measure a year? In countries (12), in flight miles (33,763), in busses, cars, and ferries (10,875 miles). In carbon emissions (9 tonnes), in blog posts (46) and subscribes (106) How about money? (Our theory that we can live in less expensive countries cheaper than owning a house in…
Rooted in Community
On Wednesday morning, 10-year-old Ashley shuffles into the Quaker meeting house for 45 minutes of silent worship. She pauses at the entrance, scans the room for friendly faces, then hesitantly walks up to an already crowded bench. The children squeeze even tighter together, shuffling bums over to make space for another friend. Monteverde is that…
Monteverde Water Colours
How to know you’re in bed with the right woman in the right place? When you wake up at 6:30 to a hard rain and you both want to rush out for a walk before you miss it. You can easily spot tourists in Monteverde. They’re the ones wearing clear plastic garbage bag ponchos. Even…
Cloudforest Bathing
I seem to have three gears when it comes to venturing into the cloudforest out my Monteverde back door. On fitness days I jog, straight up those steep paths that have me winded within 2 steps and gasping and burning within 2 minutes. This is the run I did two or three times a week…
Manly Movember Mischief
“Have you ever had fun with your facial hair?” asks the guru of our men’s retreat. This seemingly casual flippancy belies deeper questions of ownership and masculine identity. College Rick tried the pathetic scraggly look, knowing it looked ridiculous. Grad School Rick had long-enough chin hairs to string a globe bead into it, thinking it…
Stress (please!)
I learned two things on the first day of grad school. The first was that “worker satisfaction is not correlated with increased productivity” and therefore just keep workers happy enough that they don’t quit. My first inkling that Industrial-Organizational Psychology would not be for me. Professor Dobson then told us that we were basically wasting…
Overgrown
Nature adores a vacuum. The carefully groomed paths of Curi-Cancha reserve are an irresistible playground for nature. They are the cloudforest equivalent of Leonard Cohen’s crack – a flattened swath that could be seen as a scar, instead is a bold opening letting the light in and giving nature a chance to stretch and play…
When Bad Things Happen to Good Me
For my 58th birthday, I’m lying motionless in a cold MRI coffin in Albania. Bright lights and loud whirring mechanisms shout at me that I’m old, maybe sick, definitely dying (someday). Hopefully not soon, but for 45 minutes there’s nothing to do but contemplate mortality and assess life. If this is the beginning of the…
Philadelphia is Always First
The only thing I knew about Philadelphia growing up in the 70’s was that the Broad Street Bullies were the toughest hockey team ever. A Canuck fan once held up a sign saying “Dave Schultz is a baby” and I was so scared that Schultz would jump into the stands and pulverize him. An unplanned…
No Kings (except Elvis)
Last weekend’s No Kings march was mostly business as usual. Clever signs and costumes. The flood of relief of being in a big group of people who still believe in humanity and democracy. Even an occasional glimmer of hope. But three things still surprised me. 1. Size Matters We know there’d be a crowd, but…
Familiarity Breeds Content – Albania Revisited
Nothing ever gets ticked off a Travel Bucket List. For every place we visit, we learn about four more adventures we want to explore (the Excel spreadsheet has swollen to 104 rows). And behind us, the number of places we’ve fallen in love with and would like to return to grows. We are forever deciding…
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