It’s become a thing for me. Heading to the mountains of Sapa Vietnam for my birthday
grinding up life’s bitter moments into something good.
Compared to Chicago where i heard gunshots out of my window on a regular basis, China is safe, that is, unless you are attempting to cross a street: the traffic is insane. The school has guards, police are everywhere and the airport has its share of soldiers. But still, I have a stalker. Relax. He’s six and eagerly wants to […]