Winds of Winter
It has become a ritual – we fly home for Christmas. Or to be more specific, we fly to where our home was before we moved half way…
December 27, 2017
It has become a ritual – we fly home for Christmas. Or to be more specific, we fly to where our home was before we moved half way…
December 27, 2017
As an adult there are still those moments when you have to find your way, and sometimes it is by trial and error. I took a day off…
December 4, 2017
In college I wrote a paper – a rather long one if I remember correctly – on Dia de los Muertos. I am not sure what really peaked…
November 2, 2017
I live in Arabia – well in what is identified as the Arabian Peninsula anyway. It is a huge stretch of desert and at time that sand blows…
April 25, 2017
The hardest part is the end. It is knowing that we only have a few days left, and we are about to start saying our goodbyes. There is…
January 8, 2017
Summer has passed too quickly. No, technically it isn’t over yet, but I work in academics, and as soon as the students start coming back to campus that…
August 24, 2016
Ramadan is coming to an end, which means that the Eid holiday is near. There is an excitement in the air as people begin to discuss their plans…
July 2, 2016
I still struggle with the word “home”. Perhaps it is because I am an ex-pat or maybe this would happen if I moved anywhere else other than where…
June 9, 2016
