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But my most memorable “wrong place / wrong time” experience took place in 2001. Most people remember 9/11 very clearly. I remember October 7th, when the war started.
— Dare to go explore the world ?
— Sure !
It started with a joke. We were both young adults, both sick of our current life, both a bit crazy and innocent. We jumped on a bus and went South. Across countries, across cultures. [...]
I left many places, many people, many times. I packed my bag following the same immutable ritual countless times: my sleeping bag at the bottom with plastic sandals, towel, sweaters and other light clothes piled up. A plastic bag at the top with shampoo, soap – the bare minimum yet enough to be clean and [...]
–I swear to god, you’re not speaking French. We’re all American here, we don’t understand your stupid language.
– Let’s speak Chinese !
– Not when we’re drunk ! Speak English or get out !
Since I don’t want to get out, I speak English. Let’s avoid a diplomatic breakdown.
During morning classes, we have to stand [...]
Right after coming back from Winnipeg, Feng and I drove to Toronto to… yeah, to escape Ottawa for a little while.
I had landed in Toronto quite a few time since it’s Ontario’s big hub. The city was my first stop in Canada when we came from Brazil in 2002 and I went numerous time since [...]
Welcome to Winnipeg, Manitoba ! This week, I’ve been sent halfway across the country for some teaching training. Yep, my very first business trip… So I found myself in a plane wondering what the hell I was doing there - pretty much the story of my life.
Okay, I did NOT lie about all my travels, [...]
– 老外!老外 !
It’s me, Zhu. I’m a laowài, a foreigner, a white woman, an object of curiosity. An oddity in the streets of Hong Kong.
This summer 2001 is hot and humid. The typhoon season is in full swing and some days, I can’t even leave the 32nd floor of the building where I live. The [...]
I’m addicted to music. Sounds are probably one of the first thing coming to my mind when I think of traveling, from the crowded markets of Latin America to the busy European cafés, from the sound of silence in the Chilean desert to the sound of the wind on the peak of a mountain.
I always [...]