Day 2 started out frustrating. OK, maybe just different than we had planned. We headed north to the fabric and electronic markets in Sham Shui Po only to discover that most shops were closed on Sunday. And, coming from the Philippines, where there are munchies galore on every street corner, the search for food was… Read More Day Two in Hong Kong: Closed Doors, Starbucks, and Historical Stuff.
Despite not pulling us out of our funk, Hong Kong offered just what we needed. Nearly five days of culture, calmness, and a bit of controlled chaos. So, now I’m going to share our take on Hong Kong. Through our eyes. Cue the sentimental, dramatic music. We caught the earliest flight we could to maximize… Read More Day One in Hong Kong: Suits, Water, and Fireworks.
What happens when you burnout doing what you love? I’m not talking about work, I’m talking about life. I don’t hate life, I don’t think I feel depressed, I’m just…tired. And easily annoyed. Tired of the lack of organization, annoyed by the traffic, tired of dealing with the daily cultural nuances, annoyed with advice on… Read More Burnout, Hong Kong, and non-Pinteresty “Creative Spaces”
Hey! I got a job! If anyone told me a few months ago I would be saying those words, I would have been confused, skeptical, and probably a bit frightened. What about my free schedule? My ability to pick up and go somewhere on a moment’s notice? Well, passion comes in several forms. Over the… Read More Unexpected Words: “I Got a Job!”
Is there a difference between “writing” and “typing”? As our world gets busier, we constantly look for shortcuts, and ways to make life more efficient. Sitting down at a computer and typing what we want to say seems to make sense and save time. But, from personal experience, I know most of those saved hours… Read More “Writing” vs. “Typing”
Ahh…first day back after a break from our Saturday kid’s ministry. It felt a bit like the first day of school, everyone a bit excited, wiggly, and not quite settled in. Lots of hugs, lots of chattering, and lots of not listening to anything we had to say. So, to get out the energy, we… Read More Love in a Bowl of Popcorn
Most Saturdays I park at the market near where we have class. The narrow walkways and alleys just aren’t conducive to parking even the smallest vehicle. Plus, there is the added bonus of having a parking “bantay”, similar to a security guard, who watches over the lot. One bantay in particular, Paul, has been around… Read More And Speaking of Language Confusion…