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I'm sitting in the most beautiful hotel in Hanoi, and I just finished reading the most beautiful book in the world (over a most beautiful breakfast). If you know me at all, you probably are sounding a skepticism bell, as I am known to exaggerate, and to proclaim "favorite", "best ever", and "all-time-greatest" with alarming [...]

I hope that everyone has heard from loved ones in London. I can't believe we're in this scary situation again. We're still waiting on one of Steve's closest friends, but my friend Lucy reports to us that mobiles were largely down yesterday, and I imagine email boxes are overflowing. So we're just waiting it out. There's [...]

After turning on my computer this morning, I patiently waited for Thunderbird to gather up emails off my Gmail account, and what? Horror of horrors! Not a single new message! No requests for my bank account number? No MoveOn calls to action? Fortunately, it appears the problem is not with my sudden lack of popularity [...]

The last slightly more than a month has been a crazy set of weddings -- adding to the already somewhat mad year of witnessing wedded bliss. I've been a happy attendant at five weddings this year already, and there's another one on the cards for September. Steve's been to six. They've all been remarkably different, [...]

Happy fourth of July, my peeps. I haven't got a single peep to wish a happy fourth to here. All my American friends have busted out of this joint and left me on my own with Australians and Thais. Yikes. So, I see it's been approximately seven months since my last update. Sorry I suck so [...]