The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 17,000 times in 2015. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 6 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.
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Our Christmas this year was, by far, better than last year’s Christmas. Last year, DN and I spend Christmas with his best friend, touring a mall with a giant Christmas tree and eating Chinese food. When we got home, we made macaroni and cheese and Netflix wouldn’t load – so no Christmas movies. This year we made two very wonderful children happy, at the very least.
Continue reading “Our First Married Christmas!”
I’ve been incredibly busy, lately, working underpaid freelance writing jobs just to pay bills and buy modest Christmas gifts for the nieces and nephews. Aside from that, I had a busy weekend with my fellow foreign friends living here in India.
Continue reading “Happy Winter Solstice (And an Update)”
(Please note, this post is over 1,000 words long. If you’re ready for that, please buckle your seatbelt. This is the first of many articles in this series. It’s going to be a long ride!)
When I first stumbled upon this topic, I found it rather annoying. Some people were outraged at Selena Gomez for wearing a bindi. I thought nothing of it, and time quickly moved on.
Continue reading “Cultural Appropriation: Its Validity and Problems it Presents”
We’ve been having problems with our water, lately, and yesterday, that meant washing clothes and taking a bath with water that smelled like a cross between rusted metal and sewage.
Continue reading “Water Problem in Delhi”
Yesterday we went to the German Christmas Market in New Delhi. The festival that lasts two days, is said to be filled with fun and activities, festive food, cookies (which I was especially interested in), shops of all sorts, handicrafts, and more.
Continue reading “The German Christmas Market”
A few weeks ago, it was decided that me and my husband would not likely be celebrating Thanksgiving, a traditional American (and Canadian) holiday, this year. For the most part, we knew we weren’t able to afford buying the ingredients for my favorite American dishes, and ultimately we didn’t have time to cook all day. We were both stuck in cycles of working in-between cooking, eating, and finally sleeping.
Continue reading “Our Small, Impromptu Thanksgiving”
This is the final chapter of the Nepal Chronicles. To start from the beginning, click here. To go to the previous chapter, click here.
After another peaceful IndiGo flight (on which I met a really kind Nepali girl that studies in Delhi) I made my way through immigration and customs, and wandered out of the sixth entry gate. Men, women, and children waited eagerly for friends and family. I squeezed by two young boys that had no interest in making way for me, and called my husband.
Continue reading “Returning to India From Nepal: Independence”