When I wrote “What If I’ve Hit My Peak?” for Matador, I know that I stepped on some toes because some people thought it was ridiculous to have such a fear at the age of 23. And maybe it is completely ridiculous. That essay got reposted on a site called Business Insider, and when a commenter told me about it, I couldn’t help but wander on over to check it out. Then I made the mistake of reading through some of the comments.
A few of them empathized with me; most of them lambasted me as a spoiled, rich white girl who had never worked a day in her life and was therefore depending on Mum and Dad to foot the bill. Some said that I was a loner, without any friends, and didn’t make connections to any places I’d been. Others raised the point that I’m selfish and should be helping others instead of myself. As I’m never one to back down when somebody assumes something incorrectly about me, I felt the need to provide some clarification. Continue reading Some Clarification (Or: Please Stop Assuming I’m a Trust Fund Baby)→
As I write this, I am sitting at Gate 41 in Terminal 1 at Narita International Airport, and it is all I can do to keep from vibrating out of my skin in excitement. In a few hours, I’ll board a plane bound for Washington, DC via Chicago. It will be the first time I’ve been home in almost a year and a half, and though my emotions are bordering on ecstasy because of the reunions that are just over the horizon, a good portion of my happiness comes from the fact that I’m in an airport at all.
See, airports are my happy place. I’m in love with them. I’m the woman who shows up at least three hours before her flight – international or domestic, it doesn’t matter – just to spend a bit of extra time in the terminal. I could spend the entire day there and wouldn’t get bored once. Continue reading Airports Are My Happy Place→
When I published my post What a Life of Travel Does to You, an editor from Matador, an online travel magazine, got in touch with me about possibly writing some travel essays for them. This piece was born out of that, and I’m pretty proud to see my writing appear on a site dedicated exclusively to my greatest love. A slightly shorter version also appears here on Matador.
A life of travel is a good thing to have. But once you start off on it, there’s no looking back. What traveling does do to you is work its way inside of you, changing you completely as it finds a seat deep within you. It’s a parasite with a greedily voracious appetite. That bastard is hungry. Once the travel bug bites, you’re afflicted for life. Once the wanderlust hits, your feet never stop being restless. Continue reading What a Life of Travel Does to You→
Because the high school I teach at is the best in Aomori prefecture, my kids are pushed extremely hard when it comes to academics. There’s an on-campus dorm if the students stay so late at school studying that there’s no point in going home, the seniors don’t participate in extracurriculars because it takes away valuable studying time, and there are six major exam periods throughout the school year. For much of the year, the kids are stressed out to the max…but every once in a while, they get afforded a bit of a break to cut loose and enjoy themselves without any academic doom looming over their heads. A few weeks ago, we got afforded one of those chances when all of Aomori Koukou headed out for a field trip. Continue reading The Great Aomori High School Barbecue of 2012→