Reverse Culture Shock
Halloween in Sin City
My friend recently joked that unlike guys, girls have it easy when it comes to choosing a Halloween costume. “Girls just wear their underwear and bunny ears,” he complained. ”Or their underwear and angel wings or their underwear and devil horns.” That was certainly evident last weekend when I attended what is widely considered the … Continue reading
Dear America, Stop Trying to Change Us! Love, an Introvert
“If you could chose three adjectives to describe yourself, which ones would you chose and why?” Ah, a tired, clichéd question and standard favorite among job interviewers the world- over. How many of you have been asked that question before? And what did you say in response? Well, if you’ve ever been to a job … Continue reading
Home Again
I’ve been back on US soil for six days now and so far I haven’t felt even one ounce of reverse culture shock. And I gotta say, I’m a little disappointed. After my experience returning to New York from Tokyo and after reading this article on Vagabondish, I was actually looking forward to it. Reverse … Continue reading
America, I Love you but…
“Travel is like adultery: one is always tempted to be unfaithful to one’s own country. To have imagination is inevitably to be dissatisfied with where you live … in our wanderlust, we are lovers looking for consummation.” – Anatole Broyard I once visited a zoo in Kathmandu, Nepal. The zoo was like a poorly-tended hospice; … Continue reading
Have you seen my Muse?
I can’t write. And when I say that I can’t write, I mean that I can’t write. Anything. No thing. Not a blog post, not my grad school application essay. Not even something as minor league as an email. It’s like my muse has up and abandoned me. He’s found someone new. He’s probably off … Continue reading
