I’m 17 years old. It’s my last year of high school. We’re in the final stretch before the summer break. Exams are impending, and after that, freedom. We’re about to become adults. We are kings of the world. Then, we are reminded of our mortality. Over a long weekend where many of the senior students…Read more A Head Full of Dreams
Under the overcast skies I feel completely at home in Helsinki. Everyone wears a light jacket of some sort. A dark blue raincoat. A black windbreaker. The occasional buttoned and belted coat, and the overprepared fur-lined anorak. After living in the Caribbean for a year and a half, I worry that I’ve been ruined by…Read more 24 Hours in Finland
“Of course, of course! Come on in!” Carey says, and waves me in. A little startled, I follow him into his shack and into a shack full of more women’s underwear than I’ve ever seen outside of a department store. Carey explains that this is his collection, and that he’s trying to break the world record for women’s underwear. He assures me that it’s nothing rude, crude, perverted. All the underwear is donated freely.
I think our car is homesick We drive a 2009 Honda Fit RS, a model generally only available in Japan. The Fit is the most common car on the island. In the average Caymanian parking lot, you will see two or three Fits parked, Alabaster Silver, Mystic Yellow, Milano Red, gleaming in the tropical sun (our par…Read more A Homesick Car
Day 58-77 We move into a new apartment with a view of the ocean on the south side of the island. Through the palm trees and the villa style arches of the patio the ocean looks like a calm lake, clouds shimmering in the water, the waves breaking in the distance. In the mornings the…Read more Welcome to the Rest of Your Life Pt. 2
Day 49-50 New Year’s Eve New Year’s Eve is a quiet affair in our house. Natalie is sick so our plans are simple—a Star Wars marathon, and watching whatever fireworks we can see from our patio. We eat leftover tikka masala, dipping beautiful pieces of roti into the red sauce as Han, Luke and Leia…Read more The Good Things of 2016
Is this really Christmas in the Cayman Islands or is this a dream? Our lives have changed so much in five years. When we first got married we were small town people used to life in Idaho moving to the big city of Boston. Now we’re big city folks living in a small town in the tropics...We hold on to Christmas traditions as a lifeline to our former lives, a bridge of hope into our new lives.