Connecting Across Cultures
Recently I found myself back in Germany, only two-hundred kilometers northwest of my birthplace (Mainz) in the city of DΓΌsseldorf, strolling along the Rhine River with my friend, Tracy. I’d first met Tracy at a German-language meet-up in Seattle over seven years earlier, before she moved back East, to Boston. These days Tracy’s been living…
I recently returned from an eight-day solo trip to Morocco, or al-Maghrib as it’s called in Arabic, meaning the place-where-the-sun-sets. Morocco is a country I have wanted to visit for most of my life. Or since I was eight years old, to be precise. Morocco Beckons There are many wonderful reasons a person would want…
Sometimes my own inertia drives me nuts. I’ve been trying to get this blog up and running for what seems like eons. The idea started forming around 2009, I think. Four years later I actually bought the domain name. Whoop! While ideas ruminated at the back of my mind, the site sat in limbo for…