The Minister, the Underwear, and the Improbable Life of my Mother Anthoula
My mother stood on a stranger’s doorstep in Athens, clutching a paper bag containing twelve pairs of underwear, and wept....
E.P.
Sep 30
The Yeosu Kimchi Chronicles: A Cross-Border Spicy Adventure
The kimchi had travelled further than most conference papers ever will, crossing borders, surviving customs inspections, and achieving what all good research should: connecting people across cultures through shared experience, one fermented cabbage leaf at a time.
E.P.
Sep 16
The Iron Lady Lives Again: A Midnight Encounter with Destiny in Busan
Because sometimes, just sometimes, a Korean fortune teller holds up a mirror that reflects not just who you are, but who you might become. And if that person happens to be the reincarnation of Margaret Thatcher, well—stranger things have happened in the grand theater of travel.
E.P.
Sep 14
The Last Bow in Akakina
There she was. Still bowing. Alone, by the restaurant entrance. Her small frame, held in that same respectful bend. A silhouette against the dusk light.
E.P.
Aug 1
Monky Wonky at the Pleasure Dome
The hour was between four and five, a desperate and hazy time in the Pleasure Dome. Too late to go swimming again, to venture out into...
A.G.
Mar 9, 2022
White Horse and Painted Pipe
Tradition is a bit like eating a chicken wing: not much meat on it, but such a waste to throw it away. So you keep it. You keep it for...
D.T.
Mar 4, 2022
The Female Pilot
Back in 2010, I was sitting at the Charlotte, NC airport on a layover between my flights from Atlanta to San Francisco. The area at my...
L.K.
Sep 9, 2021
A Mongolian “Jigit" Driver Encounter
During the spring break of 2002, I went to Mongolia to lead training workshops for the Ulan Bator state university teachers and students...
L.K.
Aug 17, 2021
Xing - Chance Encounter
In early September 1996, I accompanied my wife to an international conference for which she had been asked to present a paper and join a...
D.T.
Jul 21, 2021
Four weeks of magic moments
When The Beloved died, I felt all his love for us leave his body and latch on to us, to the home, to me, so strongly that it was like...
C.L.
Dec 13, 2017
