Cambodia, with its history of violence and a recent tragic past, is a place of dichotomy.  Common guides often speak of warmth, hospitality, and
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Saigon is set up in districts. District 1 is the main drag of the city and where the bulk of accommodations for visitors are located. The place is full of stores, sites, and people of every level of poverty and affluence. It was a dynamic and mad place and I am happy to have spent my time in Vietnam there.

Saigon, regardless of district, is ( Read more... )

 So I am alive.  I am back in my room at my parents house sitting with my fat dog and drinking beer.  I will probably be fat again soon.  I feel real weird about being home and about Korea being over.  Real weird.  My relationship has basically gone to hell.  I should be really bummed out but I am not.  Not really.   A little because I think in the ( Read more... )

In the past couple of weeks I have gone from Korea, through Vietnam, Cambodia and now I am in Thailand.  In a couple of days I go to Spain ( Read more... )

I havent updated in a while.  I haven't written anything really in a while ( Read more... )

So this happened last weekend:

I went out Friday night. It wasn't anything too ridiculous or out of the norm; it was a normal Friday. Amanda and I went to Pearl Jam.

Pearl Jam is the homeliest of the handful of foreigner bars and it also serves the most decent food. This is something I do not know for sure as I have not indulged in any of the food ( Read more... )

My little student who was hit by a car last week is going to make it.  He pulled through surgery and while he is a bit (a lot) worse for wear he will pull through.  I am really happy ( Read more... )

One of our students was hit by a car this morning.  I am told he is in surgery and they don't know how he is doing.  I really hope this year in Korea doesn't end like it began with Craig being killed by that bus.