The Christ-Consciousness of Anthony Bourdain

There’s a soup lady on my street in Bangkok whose soup is so nourishing it makes me cry. Anytime I am sick or in a funk, I head straight to her wheeled cart and take my place in line behind construction workers before ordering a steamy bowl of chicken and rice noodles in a rich…

Saint Patrick for Today

  {A condensed, more polished version of this story can be read at Sojourners} The rain drums steadily on the windshield of our rental van as we drive through winding roads in the Irish countryside. The landscape alternates between dense forest and rocky clearings. Shades of green and grey stretch for miles. Our plans to…

The River and the Imaginary Variable

I was raised on the banks of the Saline River in Benton, Arkansas. My “home” was a miniature distributary where the water was just calm and shallow enough to settle in cozily. My “food” was giant sycamore leaves I called fish. It was where I learned to tread water. It was where I caught the…

Driving in Bangkok

  I’ve been living in Bangkok for a year and a half, and I am finally feeling brave enough to drive in this country. Actually, my husband gets credit for pushing me to do it before leaving for a month-long trip. Up until now, I have dragged myself and three kids around in taxis, trains,…

We Live at the Circus

A friend and I lamented over coffee the other day about how we are cheating our kids a healthy, “normal” childhood by living in Bangkok. The lack of green space, fresh air, digging dirt, and the great outdoors–are we damaging them? After some thought and consideration, I’ve decided that we are actually living at the…

Euro Trip Part V: Rome

As far as big cities go, Rome may be the best. Travis and I couldn’t stop talking about it the entire trip. Rome has it all. The food, the weather, the mystery, the architecture, the history, the charm, the people, the soul. If I could pick one city to plant myself in, Rome might just…

Euro Trip Part IV: Lake Como, Italy

After a 6 hour train trip from Nice, France, we arrived in Como, Italy–the most scenically beautiful leg of our trip. Mother was singing The Hills are Alive and indeed they were. We stayed at another perfect AirBnB find that I’m pretty sure was owned by my childhood penpal, Paola, who’s sexy face was blown up…

Euro Trip Part III: Grasse + Monaco

This leg of the race was really part 2 1/2 out of 4 but worthy of its own little corner of the blogosphere. After so much researching of where to go in Europe and narrowing it down to 4 stops, we added this side trip in at the last minute, knowing it would be a…