A Back Room Massage

What do you do when you find yourself in a curtained off stall in the back of a Vietnamese market with your arms tangled in your shirt, which is now somewhere over your head, and there‚Äôs a lady holding a razor blade to your feet? In some cases, you might need to scream. I just needed to laugh. … More A Back Room Massage

Australia: Roundup and Reflection

My three months in Australia flew by. I saw a lot, experienced a lot, and, despite my best efforts, spent a lot. So what did I learn? What went right and what would I do differently? What nuggets of wisdom can I pass on to you? … More Australia: Roundup and Reflection