Sorry for a New Years post a few days after Jan 1st, but things have been a little rough over here in the Becky household. I ended up going in and out of the hospital the last few weeks of
The Benefits of the Expat Life
How funny it is writing this blog. So many thing I write one time and expect them to just kind of fade into the vault. But life isn’t like that and one of my former blog posts is rising from
Following Hemingway in Paris
So I’m back from my 2+ week holiday in Paris where I wandered the streets, sat in cafes, ate as much bread, cheese and meat as a human possibly can (and cakes and ice cream) and even saw a few
My Silent Traveling Companion
You might think I traveled alone this holiday, as you see I had a room for one, bought one train ticket and had no one else in my pictures. But that’s not true. I didn’t travel with another person, but
Hiking the Majestic Yellow Mountain
Not all famous places are worth the hype. The Terracotta Warriors? Kinda lame in person. The Great Wall? S’okay if you can find a quiet day. Hong Kong’s Star Ferry? Made me seasick. But there is one place that is
The Playful and Joyeous Mt Wuyi
The theme of my winter holidays was one word: mountains. I started in Hong Kong and Shenzhen for a week, then I stopped off briefly at home to change my clothes (from warm to cold weather clothes) and then I spent
I’m on Vagablogging (Again!)
I’ve been featured as a case study on Rof Pott’s site Vagablogging. Please go check it out! If you don’t know, Rolf Potts is the author of the influential Vagabonding–An uncommon guide to the Art of Long Term Travel. If
Kashgar (the Far, Far West of China)
Well, my travels are winding down. I ended my trip in Kashgar, one of the farthest west cities in all of China. Here Han Chinese were few and far between, and most travelers were using this as a gateway to
The Sunburn Chronicles: Back in the Gobi Desert
Years ago, I took a trip to Inner Mongolia. We went to the grasslands and also took a long car ride to a spot of the Gobi Desert in the northeast section, where you could sled down a dune and
The Oldest Piece of Clothing I Use Everyday
Let’s get into the “way back ” machine. The year is 1996. I’m a mere sophomore in college, on a European backpacking adventure with my college roommate Amy. There have been three Wallace and Gromit short films, stop-motion animation done