Time for another popular “open letter.” For past letters, see here and here.
Dear Berlin Friends Asking Me About the U.S. Presidential Election:
It’s not my fault.
I arrived at Dallas Love Field around 6PM local time yesterday. One rental car later and I was on the way north to McKinney, Texas, about a 35-40 minute drive. Continue reading “First Stop to Berlin – McKinney, Texas”
I had been talking about leaving LA for so long, that people stopped taking me seriously. The eye rolls and the “yeah, yeah, we’ve heard that forever.”
But it really is easier said than done. Leaving 23 years, a condo that needed to be rented, and some awesome friends behind – that’s a huge chunk of one’s life. But the time has come and it appears the stars have aligned in making it the right moment to do so. Continue reading “Goodbye LA”
When you hear certain cities or countries mentioned, there are words immediately used to describe them which are conjured up by negative images of recent history. Columbia begets “drugs,” Nicaragua reminds people of the Sandinistas, North Korea possibly never recovering from Dennis Rodman. Continue reading “Signs of “The Troubles””