Announcements in Korean, Chinese, English and Japanese haunt the three-quarter empty passageways that are usually full…
Read More“They’re not even like real men, Ava! They’re all hairless under their shirts. Come on! It’s gross!” I remember zipping my lips shut right after my mate yipped that particularly distasteful ‘observation’ at me,..
Read MoreGirl follows boy to foreign country, boy leaves girl there, girl falls in love with country (or food of said country) and decides to stay….
Read MoreI’m sorry. I’ll miss you terribly. You look at me hurt…
Read MoreI was mortified to learn that a Tokyo Christmas meant cozying up over a bucket of KFC…
Read MoreMy “real” boyfriend has his family coming from Brazil. He politely tells me to “move out” for the duration of the trip. I pay half the rent…
Read MoreIt’s my favorite choice for our annual Christmas brunch at one of the hotels in Tokyo…
Read MoreWoody persimmons sit on a small Japanese table with dark marker grimaces. Acrid pumpkins from China are baskets for treats...
Read MoreMarch 11, 2011. Just an ordinary day. Then earth fell away beneath us…
Read MoreOf course, I envy your ability to switch from Japanese to English and back again, like a ping pong ball ricochets and zings out of a corner.
Read MoreWith a deep breath, I’m ready to fly…
Read MoreThere shouldn’t be an issue of not accepting another culture or religion just because you don’t like it or because you don’t understand it. Is this lack of tolerance something we might eventually be proud of? I shudder at the thought…
Read MoreI am in love with a country I have yet to visit all because of the stories from my uncle and all the ways he filled our lives with this culture…
Read More"愛してたと嘆くには (I was in love once, I sigh) あまりにも時はすぎてしまった (far too much time has passed me by)." There's an uproar in the karaoke box...
Read MoreSo what did you do if you were in Tokyo with limited funds? The new year began and we were still deep in our french fry quest…
Read MoreOn the silted shores of that Kashmiri lake from my childhood - my shoes slowly ruining in the slush of snow, mud and plum blossoms - I stood beside the houseboat we were staying in (which once hosted Henry Kissinger). That was the month Indira Gandhi was voted out and my whole family got stuck in India.
Read MoreI’m sitting under a small stone shelter on Hibiya Dori. It’s raining, and businessmen and women are hurrying past under their umbrellas…
Read MoreHALLOWEEN SPECIAL:
I put my gown on and placed my tiara on my curly updo. Finally, I awarded myself the “Miss America” sash that I had marked with a sharpie to say “Miss ATCK,” instead…
Read MoreMy passport tells an improbable tale of birth, country of origin and address of emergency contact….
Read MoreI’m quite certain that was the moment I realised that it wasn’t just the language I had absorbed…
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