On our way to and from Calí, Colombia, one of our layovers was in Panama City. They call themselves the gateway to the Americas, as the airport is a major hub. I always get a tinge of sadness whenever I have a mere layover in a new city, especially when it it's in country I've… Continue reading The thing about layovers
We arrived in Panama City, our first layover (out of three) on our way home to Seattle from Colombia. It was a Sunday morning and I was hungry. Why was it taking us "so long" to get off of the plane? Bryce and I were seated in the middle of the plane and finally the… Continue reading Like a scene from Narcos
When Bryce and I drove back to our place from the airport after a week in Colombia, the first thing I noticed in the car ride was that I did not recognize any of the songs on the radio. "Is this Adele?" I asked Bryce, who had no better idea than I did. The song… Continue reading Back to reality — and new music
It took us more than 26 hours of travel to get from Seattle, Washington, USA to Calí, Colombia. From house to house, it took about 30 hours of travel! We left our place in Seattle around 5:30 am the Saturday morning before Christmas. We arrived at Bryce's grandma's house in Calí around 11:30 am Sunday… Continue reading What 26+ hours of travel looks like
It was the night before our flight multiple flights back home. Naturally I was packing and didn't think it would take long since we weren't bringing too many newly acquired or purchased items back from Colombia. Just some coffee and candy as gifts for my parents and friends. I was pretty much done packing when… Continue reading Colombia and its plastic bags
Within a week I went from being in upper 80 degree (Fahrenheit) temperatures in Colombia to snowy trails in the Pacific Northwest. Just like that, from summer to winter. No, it's not snowing in Seattle. Yesterday I dragged Bryce with me to go on a "short nature walk" that turned into a five-mile hike. After… Continue reading Just like that, from summer to winter
I was half awake still in bed as I heard a man's voice coming from the front door. It was towards the end of our Colombia trip and I guess I was still trying to catch up on sleep. (It took us more than 24 hours to travel to Colombia from Seattle, Washington!) Bryce poked… Continue reading The milk man
Prior to the inception of this blog a month ago, a lot of traveling has occurred! Here is a little round-up of my 2018 adventures. Japan (January) -- I literally rung in the new year in Kamakura, Japan, where my grandma lives. Bryce, my mom and I walked to a nearby temple and rang a… Continue reading 2018 travel year in review
The street outside Bryce's grandma's house can be lively during the day with cars rushing by and honking their horns, or people calling out to each other. She lives in Cali, Colombia. The other day as we ate breakfast, I heard someone yelling through a loud speaker outside. "Is it something political?" I asked Bryce.… Continue reading The avocado man
I'm from Seattle. As the years pass by, this phrase has more and more clout for me. There is constantly construction going on downtown. More and more transplants arrive in droves to work at Amazon, or the next up and coming start-up. There are just fewer and fewer Seattleites in Seattle. It's a known fact.… Continue reading Home is where the rain is
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