I know I began the story of the journey over a year ago and wrote Part 1. I was recently reminded that I didn’t finish writing those memories so I will write part 2. My blue and white fruit bowl from Thailand For some reason this part of the journey has been the hardest to write. It could be that this was a difficult assignment. It might be that this is one of those times in life that I wonder,…
I am not sure how much I will write and how many parts this will be but I will start telling a bit of what I am calling, My Asia Journey. Once upon a time there was a young girl who lived in a small town (I looked up the population and in 2000 the town where I lived had 117 people. Yes it really was a small town). That girl had graduated from university and was working in international…
Once upon a time in April about 22 years ago (was it really that long ago) a very young (I had to be very young because I am still young) girl boarded a plane in the first class (I think that was the last time that I ever flew first class) for a long flight to Asia (I can’t count how many times I have been back and forth since that first flight). Let me back up and tell a…