Twenty years ago we took a trip to Costa Rica. We’d heard much about the people and the country’s beauty and wanted to experience the splendor that was clear water,…
The woods are not quiet. White blankets the trail and the surrounding mountain slope, hiding the dried leaves and pine cones crunching under our feet. Rushing water from a nearby stream—nature’s white noise. My wife comments, “I’ve been trying to recreate that sound on my iPhone, so far failing miserably.” Wind whistles through the firs. Birds chirp. Dogs bark. The woods are not quiet, but they are peaceful.(more…)
There’s somethin magical aboot Scotland. Public transportation is simple tae figure oot, the people are bonnie, an the scenery breathtakin. Thare is a familiar familial belongin i’ Scotland—a feelin o’ bein Scottish e’en whan you’re no. A trip tae Scotland feels like a trip home.(more…)
Among domestic help, maids are arguably the second most important member of the expat staff. India is a breeding ground for bacteria, ash, pollution, and dust, all piled atop normal wear and tear like heaping mounds of peanuts on an environmental ice cream sundae that sends Oscar the Grouch cowering in the depths of his garbage can. The best way to keep up with the tidal wave of needed cleaning is to hire the right maid.
A driver is not just a driver, he is an expat’s Indian ambassador. Finding a good driver takes effort and a fair bit of luck, but it’s worth every minute spent preparing, interviewing, evaluating, and praying on the off chance Ganesha will remove any obstacles to hiring the best of the best. Unfortunately, even the most diligent expat can end up with a dud that is far more trouble than he’s worth. But once the right driver is hired, everything India is easier.