Monday, May 28, 2018

Sunday Postcard #5

Sunday Postcard 5
Lotus fields, Siem Reap, May 2018

A couple weeks ago Eric and I joined a bike tour from our hostel to watch the sunset over lotus fields outside the city. I haven’t ridden a bike in six years and was wobbly and nervous. After the hour-long ride out, where I was solidly at the back of the pack, one of the tour leads asked if I’d ever ridden a bike before. It was embarrassing, but not as bad as the ride back when I catapulted myself into a ditch (I was fine, thank goodness). I’ve spent the time since then being thankful I wasn’t hurt and thinking about failing in public. Most often, my failures are private - if a pitch or application gets rejected, it’s between the editor or admissions officer and me. I don’t often have to be bad at something in front of someone else, much less a tour group or collection of kind bystanders watching me get pulled out of a mud puddle. Maybe it’s something I should try to do more, though probably not on a bike for a while.

Monday, May 21, 2018

Sunday Postcard #4

Ann Arbor, Michigan April 2018

Every morning when I walked to work I looked at the reflection of the graduate school in the mirrored windows of the modern language building. The beauty of the older structure captured in the new(er) one was a favorite view that I usually admired alone. It felt like my own moment on a campus that is always full and in motion.

Monday, May 14, 2018

Sunday Postcard #3

Krabi, Thailand, May 2012

Eric and I arrived in Krabi on an overnight train. The ride left me disoriented and I woke up at dawn our first morning. We searched for breakfast on nearly-empty streets. A woman walked through the main road towards a temple on what I soon realized was a daily route. She left food in piles for the stray cats and dogs that wandered around the area. By the way they followed her, it was clear they expected her. It was a rare chance to see the evidence of how someone matters to other creatures, how much others rely upon someone’s acts of care.

Monday, May 7, 2018

Sunday Postcard #2

Night Sky Hotel, Da Nang, January 2018

We woke up to a power outage at our hotel. The hotel still served a full breakfast by candlelight. We listened to the rain outside while the chef, an older woman, instructed us on how to properly season and eat our noodle soup. I devoured mine along with the mini creme caramel she served. The women working the front desk insisted on high-level customer service despite the outage. They carried luggage almost as big as they were up the many flights of stairs, as the elevator wasn’t running.