La vita complicated

Witnessing racism and xenophobia not directed at me has been one of the most bizarre experiences about life outside of the US. … More La vita complicated


An Auckland Bus Ride

I hurried out of the house onto a slick sidewalk, eager to catch the 3:24pm bus. As I speed-walked in the ever present Auckland rain I asked myself the perennial question, why didn’t I just leave the house a few minutes earlier? If I missed this bus, there wouldn’t be another one for 20 minutes, and I was anxious to get to the Art Gallery before it closed at 5. … More An Auckland Bus Ride