Berets: true! Body odor: false!

Stereotypes. They’re little bastards. They creep around inside your mind waiting…. just waiting for the exact moment, the moment you’re in a bar and a guy wearing a ZBT fraternity hat approaches. That’s when they run berzerk inside your head and scream so loudly that your regular thoughts don’t have a chance. “He’s a fraternity […]

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Hold the mustard s’il vous plaît

On our overnight bus from Barcelona into France, Catalina and I made a list of all the words we know in French:Sacre (sacred), bleu (blue), s’il vous plaît (please), chapeau (hat), crepe (crepe), un-deux-trois (123), singe (monkey), Perrier (Perrier). Looks like we’ll only be able to politely order one, two, or three crepes filled with […]

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Can’t someone just start a war over there or something?

Remember when I said I hated the Vietnamese government and talked shit about them (here)? Well, they’re back to their old games, they are. Those bastards. Thich Nhat Hanh is a Vietnamese monk. And he’s not part of the government, so I like him. Even MLK Jr. liked him and nominated him for a Nobel […]

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I don’t know. What do you want to do?

For the past eight months, I have been asking and answering the most important questions: Where do you want to have dinner? What do you want to do today? What country do you want to see next?I sometimes felt like a lunatic, sitting on a lone hotel bed talking to myself: “Ok, do we have […]

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Yo hablo spanglish. So que.

Despues de años y años de practice and after many many novios argentinos, me he dado cuenta de que my spanish will never be perfect. Voy a siempre hablar Spanglish. Y that’s okay. So, here’s a story in my preferred language: En 1936 hubo una guerra civil en Spain. My grandfather y su familia were […]

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