Notes to myself: My struggles to become a tour guide

Last month, I organized an epic trip for my family (the husband – SG, my mom, my cousin sister- Stu and her dad/my uncle – who I call chacha) through South West USA. I was responsible for planning and organizing, making reservations, time-keeping, and making sure that all us vegetarian people ate their vegetables. The… Read More Notes to myself: My struggles to become a tour guide

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it

Pootle list #28: 4 of 50 road-trips in India In July of this year, dusty and jaded, I went to my doctor, complaining of soul tiredness. She listened, with the right reverence, to my listless heartbeat, and intently peered at me over her bifocals. Drawing out her prescription pad, she wrote in beautiful calligraphy: Physically… Read More Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it