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My Seductive Cuba

A few pages into the book, there’s a photo of a dangerously handsome man. His name is Giordano and he’s one of Lizra’s dance teachers. In Cuba, she tells us, there are no boundaries between people. She illustrates this social construct through a story about how she and Giordano tease each other in class. I picture them in a dance studio. It’s a room with high ceilings…

Yes China!

…I’ll admit, it’s nerve-racking to find yourself in a foreign country, in a classroom full of expectant students, trying to teach a language that’s supposedly your mother tongue. It’s more complicated than you’d think. It was my first time in front of a class.

Shereen Travels Cheap

Shereen is an incredibly organized traveler. From her uber-functional carry-on (I wonder when the last time was that she checked a bag), to packing spare zip locks for oddball items and a #10 envelope to store all her receipts, brochures, and flyers, she’s on top of her game. I’m…

The Caravan of White Gold

I’m as guilty as the next guy of falling prey to the soulless monsters of modernity. For instance, instead of sitting at the table with my morning coffee to enjoy the last few pages of this lovely story and to perhaps find the courage to jot down some mental musings in the precious stillness, I’m behaving like a multitasking loon. I’m standing, hunched over a…

The Art of Travel

When I read de Botton admit to having guiltily scoffed down three pain au chocolat while making sure no one saw, I catch a reflection of myself in the author. You see, it just so happens that I too recently ate numerous pains au chocolat in guilty rapid succession while visiting France. In my defense, they were miniature packets of pleasure…

A Year in the Merde

Just finished reading one page of this book after a 3-week hiatus and I’m already giggling. Bloody brilliant! Can you imagine what an effective marketing campaign it would make to simply have people read this book in public? All the spontaneous laughter would surely coax at least a few passers-by to read the back cover.

Almost French

Remarkable! The entire first chapter describes her waiting at the arrivals gate at Charles de Gaulle airport, not knowing a soul, coming to see the guy she met months before and whose face she’s having a touch of trouble remembering. He’s late, she’s oscillating between panic and…