A Chinese Bus to Somewhere

It was early July in the loud and crowded streets of Hong Kong. I’d had my fair share of Hong Kong by then. A 4-day stay in this bustling city had left me mesmerized by its lights, delights, eats, streets – a culturally fascinating melting pot. It was a beautiful city, too, with rolling hills…

On Pursuing Dreams

Usually, I write about travel. Places, faces, memories, remedies. But this time, I’m going to write about something different.

The Truth Behind Reverse Culture Shock

I glance at my calendar: 22 days. I’ve been back home in America for 22 days now. 22 days is nothing in the grand scheme of things, but in another way, it’s an eternity.