mostly about Paris, sometimes other places.
It's the place I have called home for nearly three years. It's still home to some of my closest friends and a stronger version of me. It's where I finally grew up. It is strong smells, loud noises, broken sidewalks, crowded trains, cockroaches big enough to carry you away, rats that will challenge you to… Continue reading This is: Bangkok
It's slow and quiet mornings, a generous sunrise in unassuming places while the smell of the world's breakfasts fills the streets. It's diversity of language, food, religion, and culture all living harmoniously with each other, with so much religion on every corner without the usual threat of fear or competition. It is multicolored shop houses… Continue reading This is: Georgetown
C'est Lidi 