September 17th, 2008

From the moment I arrived in China, I made it my mission to avoid Westerners. Hitting the Beijing historical sites a week before the Olympic Games, then traveling by overnight train to Xi’an (three Chinese and me in a tiny cubicle with four bunks—now …
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January 18th, 2008

This time of year I get a little stir crazy. The holidays are over; the kids are back in school. Spring is on the distant horizon. The house feels like a stale box, the car an all-too-familiar muddy …
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December 30th, 2007

I did not travel much growing up. Sure, we drove our white Ford station wagon around the country, back in the glorious days when parents cared little about their children’s safety and could lay down the seats to make a completely flat area for napping or …
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