Category Archives: identity

Every Other Weekend In Cincinnati

24th
Feb. × ’10
There are seeds buried in the plain of childhood which later bloom into the pathways one takes in life.  One such seed took root during the weekends I spent with my mom in Cincinnati, Ohio; a fact I didn’t realize until many years later when I started sniffing my way like a hound down all [...]
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The Luxury Orbit

13th
Feb. × ’10
The hotel I stayed at in London aims for the opulent.  Marble is its material of choice. It bases its décor off of nearby Marble Arch, a hulking bastion of European aristocracy that still stiffens its shoulders with self-importance across the street from Starbucks and mega department stores and London’s bleached blonde teenagers in Ugg [...]
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The Never-Ending Cycles of Cultural Adjustment

7th
Feb. × ’10
The stages of cultural adjustment have been written about a lot.  It’s nothing new to highlight the honeymoon stage, the hostility stage, the acceptance stage, and the (somewhat dubious and too often too early too triumphantly declared) home stage.  Here in Oaxaca that might be called the mole-n’-chapulines stage, the WTF traffic/construction/machismo/why-does-it-take-30-minutes-to-get-that-coffee-I-ordered? stage, the oh-Mexico [...]
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The Opposing Tendencies of Departure And Arrival

27th
Jan. × ’10
Missing Everything It is Tuesday afternoon and I’m ten minutes away from grabbing my toothbrush, replacing contacts with glasses, double checking the ol’ passport and heading out the door. And of course, what starts to creep up?  That missing feeling.  I start missing everything under the sun.  First the obvious – Jorge, the dog, my dad, the [...]
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