“27 is a good year,” someone comments to me, days before I turn a year older. And it is. 27 just sounds better. Almost a quarter gone by the time I publish this post, these are some stills from my birthday month. A great many people do believe that to be single is to be… Read More


November, Nepal, Nepali November of my dreams. The month starts with clocking into Namche Bazaar and ends with coming down from the Gosaikunda track. In between, the heartiest autumn dosage of Mount Everest views. I see my first high altitude psychedelic chickens (see ‘bird of the month’ below) and still haven’t gotten over it. So… Read More


When The Vegan Way pressed a farewell slice of carrot cake into my hands and bid me a safe journey to Sri Lanka, I said I’d be back in October. What do you know, I awaken once again on the shores of paradisiacal Phewa. The lake winks at me that yes, it’s autumn. Yes, I’m… Read More


If I’m tardy it’s because I don’t know how to convey the amount of shit that hit the fan. Trust that a lot did. That the juiciest parts will come some day in paperback. The life affairs sketched in this post refer to mid-August till September end. Monthly Moods will now drop at midnight on… Read More


My salty Sri Lankan summer nears the two month mark and at times I feel like the only foreign female walking around without a beach boy slung stylishly over my arm. My leash tan fossilizes herself to my right ankle and on most days I’m totally eating it in a washing machine of brine. July… Read More


I generally avoid the term ‘curry’ because the term is degrading. Nothing was traditionally named ‘curry’ in the lands credited for its origins. However, little terminology for Sri Lankan cuisine exists beyond ‘rice and curry’ in this surf town. Hand-painted signs in front of residential homes advertise RICE AND CURRY AND LAUNDRY. Indeed my month… Read More


i was not hoping to be loved again, to bring back something that doesn’t exist, to make you mineor was i?that’s the beauty of traumayou’re not sure of anything any more wow new content! two simple recipes Hemp Breakfast Bowl and Mouse au Avochoco nosy for my own good Nepal’s Trekker Lodge Menu, Dissected And… Read More


Ukalo oralo: a Nepali special. A colloquial go-to meaning steep ascent and downhill. Ukalo oralo go the trails weaving between 8,000-meter peaks. Ukalo oralo goes my emotional rollercoaster.     the secret of the mountain is that the mountains simply exist, as I do myself: the mountains exist simply, which I do not. the mountains… Read More


Deep lessons and physical exertion dialed to 100 percent. Money concerns me less than ever. Tossed from one immigration official to the next, I chug the water I had just filled in my bottle as I am forced to go through security again while boarding has already begun, and sprint toward my Kathmandu flight in… Read More


Turns out February is a 28-day scam and a sixth of 2022 is already defunct and I want my money back. My emotions are rolling and coasting thanks for asking. The country I trusted through the vicissitudes of a pandemic and whose economy I contributed to with my life savings for two years invoices me… Read More