Tag Archives: travel

Twenty Minutes

  For as long as I can remember, I have always had a complicated relationship with vehicles in motion. Though restless for new sights, feels, and spirits, the in-between state of journeying and moving is a constant battle against myself. I take infinite comfort in the kind of wandering that...

Homecoming

A December Saturday morning. She’s already running late, but she sits up and pauses for a moment, looking at the sleeping figure across the room. Two hundred and some days of this familiar sight, the same floral duvet cover, come rain, shine, wind or snow. She remembers their early interactions:...

Reality Impromptu: A Walking Chronicle of Boston

10/21/2016 || 5:14 pm || Providence, RI Hey Sis, I think I actually want to go to Boston this week. I’m going to catch the 6 o’clock train. I’ll see you for dinner at 7:30.              -Samuel 10/22/2016 || 2:42 pm || Boston, MA Meet for cannolis at Mike’s Pastries...

Letters to Strangers

To the guy on the bus: Lucky that we didn’t linger at the train station any longer than we did, otherwise we would have never made it to the bus stop on time. The bus had been waiting to fill its last two seats, and thankfully we caught it just...

Lily

(爸爸) Dad                                                                                                ...

A Transcript of Some Time Spent in a Romanian Homestay

In other words, dialogues of experiences I did not prepare for In other words, internal questions of whether I should have expected these things In other words, moments that I will remember my summer by   Hi, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m Angela, I’m from Hong Kong. Thank...

7am Wanders

I have always been a city girl, through and through. Growing up in Hong Kong as I did and loving the city as I do, I’ve learnt to move with the energy of the place. This city that never sleeps, never content to stay still in the status quo; this...

A Summer in Jerusalem

Every time I close my eyes I see flashes of it. /// I’m walking through the Arab shuk, soaking in the smell of spices and the yelling of vendors. I’m hiking up Masada at the crack of sunrise, yelling Yihyee beseder! at the top of my lungs. I think of...

Hitch High King

My last sight of him, as the truck pulled out of the gas station, caught him bent down urging Fray to move on, slapping his thighs and bouncing his knees up and down encouragingly. The puppy sat forlornly on the gravel, disinclined to budge. Jordan tried everything he could with...

Ten days in Tokyo and Kyoto

I spent 10 days traveling between Tokyo and Kyoto in the summer of 2014, along with 10 graduate and undergraduate students across all disciplines on campus. I was part of a program trip, sponsored by RISD and the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which aimed to promote all that was...