We’ve been living in our apartment in Kuala Lumpur for three months now. In life’s bigger picture, three months is but a small drop of paint, a lonely pixel that hardly seems significant. A lot does change in three months, however, and the thing that stands out the most for me is the feeling of newness that has somehow vanished. This place just doesn’t feel foreign anymore. Read The Full Article…
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A quick confession: world travel was never my life long dream. If that makes you think I’m less of an authority on travel, then whatever. Frankly I give two donkeys. In reality, world travel was the next logical step. I’ve always thought there was more to life than what I was living and seeing. Home was without context. It was time to give home (and life) a context. Why are we here (on earth, I mean)? Why do we do what we do? Why do we think what we think? What’s really happening to and in our world? Why does it even matter? Read The Full Article…
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Our story begins on a day much like any other. We both woke up and groggily fired up our laptops to get ready for whatever work we had to do. I made Jen some french toast and started thinking about how we were going to go about renewing our Malaysian visa which was due to expire in two days. Our 90-day visa was issued on November 24th, and it was the 22nd of February. Two more days, right? Somehow a novel thought suddenly struck me: December and January are both 31-day months, so if the visa is good for literally 90 days, perhaps my math was wrong. We counted the days up and came at last to the shocking realization: our visas expired today. Read The Full Article…
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