Taking on Taiwan: Hiatus in Hsinchu

Most days, I feel like I am on a speeding train, with no stops in sight.  I have, fortunately and unfortunately, made it so my life is bustling with activities and tasks to complete, which I am grateful for 98% of the time.  It’s true: I love feeling like there’s always something to do or work towards.  Without a goal or a destination, I feel aimless and I get restless, and then get irritable.  But I made sure that upon 2018’s end, there would be no such hectic planning or too many commitments to attend to.  New Years’ was more or less a hiatus from the norm.

Taking on Taiwan: A Change of Heart

Vividly, I can recall, the various mornings I’d rise early, go to my notebook, and sit by the window.  After about five or so minutes of staring out to the lake daydreaming, I would put my pen to the paper and write.  I couldn’t tell you how long I would write for, because I’d get lost in my fantasies.  Every time I write–even now–I forget all sense of time.  An hour or so later, I’d be ten pages deep into my scribbling and ranting.  Someone from my family would inform me it was time for breakfast and I’d leave my imaginary world, knowing I’d return to it shortly.  That, then and even now, is one of my favorite times in the day: writing time.

Travels from the Time Vault: Czech Republic

Growing up, my parents were adamant about exposing us to our heritage.  Both of my parents come from diverse backgrounds.  My mother is English, Irish, Scottish, and Polish, while my father hails from Germany, Czechoslovakia, and England.  Any family gathering we went to was complete with delicacies from every side of our heritage.  They spared no expense when time proved available and there was a chance to explore uncharted territory.  I was very blessed with a lot of chances to see England, Germany, and other parts of Europe before reaching adolescence.  Among those as I reached my teenage years, Czech Republic made it onto my list of places visited.

Tips and Tricks for the Long Flights

In this day and age, there’s an influx of people traveling far and wide.  Many of my friends–at home and abroad–buy a plane ticket and venture off to a new country or sometimes a new continent to get away for a little while.  Here on this side of the world, the popular places to go are Thailand, Japan, Bali, and Hong Kong.  And Cebu, too.  For my North American friends, it’s a different mix.  Just take your pick!  Will it be Europe?  South America?  The Caribbean?  Somewhere close to home but not too close?

Travels from the Time Vault: Naples

The tall mountains of the Mediterranean coastline seemed even larger from on top of them.  I had spent the last two hours on a bus full of kids my age—twelve and thirteen years old—ascending the majestic peaks ever so slowly, each circle we did around them bringing us closer and closer to the point where I felt uncomfortable staring thousands of feet down to the small foreign fishing towns below.  The mere sight of the distance between sea level and me made my stomach twist but also gave me a sense of wonder when I realized just how small the area was.