Thursday, May 31, 2012

Nuun Winners and Expensive Candy

Hold your horses. I know you just clicked on the link because you want free stuff, but I would like to use this time to make you read my drivel. Please and thank you.

I went to World Market a few days ago after hearing about it from a friend and I am so impressed. If you don't have one near you, it's basically a chain store that has furniture, handcrafts, foods, wines, etc. from around the world. I don't think it should come as much of a surprise that I spent half my time in the candy section. Here's the loot from the purchase:

Anyone remember that Sesame Street song "One of these things is not like the other, one of these things just doesn't belong?" Yeah, me either. That sounds totally lame. Honestly though - can you spot the one thing in this purchase that's out of place? We have: Pepero chocolate cookies from Korea, Dutch Licorice, Aero chocolate from the UK, German Bueno chocolates, HI-CHEW candy from China (or Japan? Anyone?) meringues, plenty of ginger candies....and cabbage.

That stuff is like crack. It's similar to sauerkraut, but it's made with red cabbage and a little shredded apple so it's much sweeter. And it's quite possibly my favorite food. Seriously, on my birthday that's what my mom would make me. I love that stuff.

This morning was another great run for me. Not in a braggy, holy cow I'm awesome kind of way, but it feels good to push myself and not feel bad. Hooray! I managed 10 x 400 meter sprints at a 7:30 pace and I didn't want to die at the end.

Alright, alright. Enough about me. Winners of the nuun giveaway are:

That's Steph from steph chows and Christine from Bookishly Boisterous - congrats! Send me your mailing information so I can mail you some goodies. Feel free to mix your nuun with vodka, Christine. I love that idea. Vodka + nuun = dehydrating and re-hydrating all at the same time. Genius.

Do you like ginger flavored candy?
I absolutely love ginger and will basically eat it in any form, but it will shock no one that I like it best when it's covered in sugar. Plus the antibiotics I've been taking give me a horrible taste in my mouth, so ginger covers that right up. 

What is your favorite foreign food/meal/candy/drink?
That German red cabbage and Nurnberger sausages are maybe the perfect meal...but then again, Sangria from Spain? Perfect. It's practically a meal with all that fruit floating around. 

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

My Weekend Was Better Than Your Weekend

I'm just kidding. Your weekend was probably super awesome too. But I needed a good title to distinguish my long Memorial Day weekend from the 72 gazillion other blog posts recapping the exact same thing today.

The fun times started on Friday night when I got to "work" in Starbucks. I still don't understand how people claim to work full time in a coffee shop. I have the perfect job for that - working on my laptop and writing- but there is still no way I can be productive for more than an hour or two in that place.

Post Starbucks, um, "work" I went to a local pizza place called Lupi's. We went there once before and had incredible food, so I wanted to try it again and this time sample their gluten free crust because of my newly diagnosed wheat allergy. Guess what? It was bad. Tim tried to be nice and tell me it was pretty good, but it wasn't. I was drooling over the other pies in the restaurant.

Gluten-Free Pizza with fresh mozzarella, baby spinach, ham and onions.
Luckily the night improved post-pizza with a visit to the Nightfall Concert Series in Chattanooga. Each Friday night in the summer they have free outdoor concerts, food trucks and drinks. We met up with some friends and yelled at each other over the music for three hours. You know what's harder than speaking to people who don't speak English fluently? Speaking to people who don't speak English fluently while loud music plays in the background and its 90 degrees.

It was actually a lot of fun. I closed my eyes and pretended that my lemonade was beer like everyone else was drinking, and that helped. Three weeks of antibiotics means that I will be living the sober life for a while. God help my husband.

Saturday I had a ménage à trois with my lovers. You know, couch and television. I was feeling pretty sick (must have been all that lemonade) so I crashed on the couch for a day and watched two movies and too many hours of reality television interspersed with naps. It was a tough day.

Like this. Without the workout gear.
Thankfully by Sunday morning I was feeling better and ready to work out. I wanted to run an easy half marathon but with temps sky-high, I settled for a treadmill run in the 70 degree air conditioning. It was marvelous, I watched the entire movie Juno and I didn't have to walk once for the 2+ hours- a first for me in several months. Hooray!

Monday I was confused. Holiday? Workday? Race Day? There was a nearby 5k I was hoping to participate in but the antibiotics probably don't mix too well with racing, so I settled for a day with a friend at the pool. I didn't take a picture all day, but here's the pool I was at:


Except instead of that quiet and peaceful water, imagine 50 frat boys and their drunken sorority sisters. The apartment complex where my friend lives is just a few minutes from the University of Tennessee-Chattanooga campus, so this is clearly party central for the summer. I enjoyed an afternoon of gossip, spying on drunk people and then an evening of my best lobster impersonation (bright red).

Weekend = success.

So go ahead: tell me why your weekend was better than mine. Any Memorial Day racers?
There were two local races just around my little town, so I imagine plenty of you were out there in your respective races!

The perfect pool for you is a) quiet and serene, or b) lively, has live music and plenty of booze. 
Depends on the day. You can't beat an empty pool most of the time, but a few beers never hurt anyone. 

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Nuun Giveaway!

If you've read a running blog well, ever, then you've probably heard of nuun. Some people love it (me) and some people don't. Some people can't run without it if the temperature goes over 60 degrees (again, moi) and some people claim it gives them the runs. Isn't the world of running fuel fun?!

If you are one of the few people who hasn't heard of nuun, crawl out from under that rock and join the rest of us. It's nice out here, I promise.

Anyway, nuun was kind enough to send me a box of goodies after making the Hood to Coast Relay Team After-nuun Delight. It turns out that they have more than the one single flavor I've been drinking for the last 18 months. I have GOT to get out more. I always drink this flavor - lemon lime:

But my new favorite has got to be strawberry lemonade. I will admit I only opened it because the tube was pink and I am influenced by stupid stuff like that, but in actuality it's also pretty tasty.

Since I take half a tablet for tough workouts...this supply should last me roughly 12 years. I don't know the expiration dates, so I figured I would share the wealth. Two winners will each get two tubes of nuun and a new snazzy water bottle. You'll never guess what the bottle says on it. No, guess. Guess. Damn - you're right. It says nuun. So, to recap - win this:

In order to win, you have to take a picture with a zebra, recite the alphabet backwards and send me a picture of you in a movie theater. What, too much?

Fine. All you have to do is leave a comment.

If you want to like me on Facebook or like nuun on Facebook, you go on ahead and do that. It won't help you win at all, but it would be super swell and I like friends.

Legalese: Giveaway open to anyone, in any country that I can think of. (I hope no one from Somalia wins because shipping is going to be killer.) Two winners will be selected at random on Wednesday, May 30th at midnight and announced on Thursday. Any/all comments are eligible to win. I was sent these nuun products free of charge but all thoughts and comments are my own. Especially the parts about the Somalians - please don't hold nuun accountable for that.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

I Did Not Die From Dysentery

I hate to brag, but I was kind of a pro when it came to playing Oregon Trail back in the day. I forded rivers with the best of them, was pretty amazing at the mini-hunting game and went at a nice and easy pace so no one in my wagon died along the way. In my mind dysentery is something associated with pioneers who go at a grueling pace and forget to caulk their boats when fording rivers. So I was in for a little surprise today when I found out that I, uh...kind of have dysentery.


No, really. I think I have mentioned on this blog roughly 94 gazillion times that I have stomach drama. I tend to get a little crazy on Web MD and self diagnose myself, but eventually I let someone with an actual MD do the diagnosing. A couple of weeks ago I found out that I had occult fecal blood as well as low iron - the blood I was losing was causing the low iron. Well, gee. That's fun, right?

I had no idea what was causing all of it until today, when I learned that parasites had invaded my gut. I officially have amebic dysentery, or an invasion of entamoeba histolytica. It's not common in this area at all, so I'm guessing it's a result of a trip I took to the Philippines two year ago - Tim and I both got incredibly sick on our beach vacation and spent a few days in a beach hut taking turns walking along the beach to get Imodium, toilet paper and Gatorade. It started out as an awesome chance to spend time with his family and enjoy beautiful scenery but the sickness - honestly, it was the worst I'd felt maybe...ever.

So those little parasite guys are what is causing the bloating, the colitis, a leaky gut, blood loss, low iron and also now a wheat and soy allergy. If I hadn't made it clear yet - this sucks.

On the plus side, after 3 weeks of antibiotics I should be back to normal and the whole ordeal will be over. I keep dreaming of things to not needing to stake out 4 toilets every time I run outside. Good times, good times.

Did you ever play Oregon Trail as a kid?
So much. So incredibly much. I honestly loved that game and spent way too much time trying to master the art of going at a "grueling pace" without anyone dying.

Have you ever gotten sick on vacation?
Obviously, yes. Such a bummer because were in a beautiful place with some incredible company! There's always a risk when you travel but even now, I would say it was worth it.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Yum Yum Pig's Bum

I've made a couple of particularly delicious foods in the last week that I wanted to share, but there is absolutely no connection between the two. Believe me, I tried to find a tenuous link. One is a light, airy and sweet confection....and the other is pig's butt. Yeah.

The delicious dessert were classic meringues. Nothing over the top or amazing about them, but they never fail to impress me. Just powdered sugar and egg whites. What else tastes so incredible and involves only two ingredients? Oh, right. Nutella and spoon. That one's a classic too. Since this was post-race on Saturday, I recruited Tim for a lot of the mixing:

I, however, remained firmly in charge of dictating every step of the process, getting giddy about how amazing they were going to taste and claiming credit for the final product. So it was a team effort. 

If you want to make them yourself, I used this recipe. It's a labor of love to make these. It takes a good 30 minutes to whip them up and then a few hours to bake, but it's so worth it.

Next up...yep, pig's butt. I thought Tim was just being all creative and coming up with rhymes like "yum, yum pig's bum" but apparently that's an actual saying? I've never heard of it. Anyway, last weekend I made a traditional Chinese dish called Char siu. It's basically a really sweet barbecued pork. I used this recipe to make it because I wanted it to be as authentic as possible.

Tim has been eating Char Siu Fan (pork and rice) for 20+ years in Hong Kong so I had to make it just right so it would taste the same. And it looks like we have a success! It was very fatty - just the way it is supposed to be - and the edges got a little crisped and caramelized exactly like I hoped. The only thing that took away from the authenticity is that my version wasn't bright red like in China. Since that is achieved by food coloring and doesn't affect the flavor, I didn't much mind.

I served it with jasmine rice and some stir fried bok choy cabbage to make him feel like we were in Hong Kong again.

My quads are still feeling really sore from Saturday's trail half, so this morning I just biked for 40 minutes and then did a quick and easy yoga video. I feel the exact same as I did before the workout but in my head it was "active recovery" and therefore did something good for my legs.

What is the best food you've cooked/baked/assembled lately?
No doubt about it - those meringues. So delicious. PLUS they had egg whites in them and were therefore pure protein.

What's your take on active recovery? Is is better just to take a rest day?
I personally like taking really easy days rather than days off completely, but I know sometimes I just need a day of nothing. Yesterday was a easy 3 mile walk outside with Tim, and that was perfect for me as a "rest day".  

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Scenic City Trail Half Marathon Recap

Yesterday was the first time I've ever had the chance to run a race for the second time. Last year I ran the half in 2:18 and was pretty dang proud of my time. At the time I was in pretty good running shape, but I didn't have any experience doing long runs on trails. This time around, I was in worse shape but felt a lot more comfortable on the rough terrain. It was also HOT for the race this year - luckily almost the entire course was shaded so I never felt bad.

The one photo of me on the trails and I'm walking. Awesome.

 The Course: It's amazing. Some parts of the course are pretty technical (rock formations you have to step around, narrow track and even a couple of small water crossings) but for the most part it is rolling up and down hills. A lot of the downhills were so fast that you could really make up time. Of course, that also meant there were plenty of uphills where running wasn't really an option. It was hiking time! The views are incredible and if I had the skill to run with a camera, I would have. The only downside is that after the first mile on roads, there is a bottleneck at the transition to the trail. There's a little bit of waiting around here, but honestly it couldn't have been more than a minute or two. Here's a map and the elevation chart:

My Race: It's been a while since I have written a race recap without a bunch of excuses, an illness or some kind of nagging pain. I had none of that yesterday. I've only been taking iron supplements for my anemia for 2 weeks, but I honestly felt 100% yesterday. Maybe it's psychological, but those pills worked. I enjoyed myself, had no unusual pains, had no digestive drama and I loved every second of it.

About two miles into the race, I saw someone running ahead of me and realized that he had some kind of disability. I don't know what - perhaps cerebral palsy or some kind of muscular disorder. His running style was unusual and each step looked difficult. I chatted with him for a minute or two and told him he was really encouraging me. He fell over at one point and I stopped to help him, but he got right back up with a huge smile on his face and said, "I'm having so much fun." Well, damn. You bet I got all teary eyed right there and then. For the rest of the race I kept telling myself "I'm having so much fun." Best mantra and inspiration ever.

My Time: Last year my time for this race was 2:18:51, but I knew I couldn't beat that time today. Instead my goal was to have fun, not die and come in before 2:30. Turns out I need tougher goals, because not only did I not die, but I came in at 2:26:09 (gun time). My chip time was about 30 seconds faster than that. I'm really happy with that time, but looking back I could have pushed myself a little. But then again, why mess with a perfect trail run? In my age group (women below 44) I placed 49 out of 99. It literally cannot get any more middle of the pack than that.

Post-Race: I don't think I am capable of finishing a race without a tear. Seriously, it's getting ridiculous now. After much pretending I wasn't crying ("I'm sweating around my eyes, shut up!") I walked around for a few minutes, got some water and enjoyed some bagels. I waited around the finish for a while so that I could see Jill come in, who drove down from the Nashville area for the race. It was so nice to see her again!

Then I headed out and Tim and I went to Whole Foods for lunch. I love that place but since they charge like $87 per ounce at the hot bar it's not a frequent dining destination for me. Post race, money and calories don't matter. I got garlic kale, curried swordfish, baked chicken wings, sauteed cabbage, sesame noodles and sweet potato fries. And then couldn't eat it all because my stomach was playing up. Do you know how bad it feels to pay by the pound for your food and then not eat it all?

Somehow about 45 minutes after not being able to finish my lunch I was hungry again and ready for frozen yogurt. Crazy how that happens, huh? I always seem to have a little extra room for dessert.

Today (Sunday) I'm feeling a little tired but no real aches and pains. I will say, however, that my quads have never been this sore. Not even after my marathon was it quite this bad. Sitting down to use the toilet is a mission - as it getting back up. Now I know what it will feel like when I'm 94.

Have you ever participated in a race for more than one year? What's your longest race streak?
This is the only race I've done more than once, but I would definitely do it again. Maybe even the full? A girl can dream!

What's the most inspiring thing you have seen on a race course?
So many things inspire me during a race, and there is no doubt that I'm more emotional when it's a tough race. The littlest things make me tear up! Seeing people with disabilities run is pretty amazing - if they can do it, what the heck am I complaining about?!

Friday, May 18, 2012

Things I Should Probably Be Embarassed About...

The title is self explanatory. I should be embarrassed. I really should. Yet there is no shame...

1.  I Watch SoapNet. Daily.
Most days I work out somewhere between 5pm and 7pm.  Lately, Soapnet has been airing episodes of Veronica Mars between 5 and 7. Do you see where I'm going with this? Sometimes that is my only motivation to work out. Love that show, don't love that all the ads on it are for Days of Our Lives.


2. My Blogger Fail
Last night I left the house, went to a newly opened restaurant and ordered a dish I'd never tried before - all prime blogging fodder. I also left my camera at home. Such a bummer because I actually ate something amazing - Cocktail de Cameron. I'd never heard of it last night but it's somewhere in between gazpacho and ceviche and is full of shrimp. Here's a replica shot:


3. I Never Use My Cat's Actual Name
Tim and I named our new little kitten Pumpkin because I call everything cute pumpkin anyway. So naturally, I never call the kitten Pumpkin. Instead I have decided to call him Small Face. I have no idea why, other than the fact that he does, in fact, have a small face. I know it's weird.

4. I am Unexcited About a Race
It's shocking that I don't care much about the race I'm planning tomorrow. Normally by this point my outfit would be planned out, goals made, etc. Instead, I'm happy I get to run. Tomorrow morning I'm running the Scenic City Trail Half Marathon. I ran it last year in 2:18 and initially I wanted to beat it, but with my health problems and lack of training I'm just genuinely happy to be running.

Finishing the race last year.
So...embarrass yourself alongside me, please. What's something embarrassing that's going on with you?
Unacceptable answers include "I'm embarrassed for you" and "I'm embarrassed to be be caught reading this blog."

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Will Hike for Pizza

I found the most incredible restaurant yesterday. It's kind of an out of way location, and requires a little driving. Once you get there, parking isn't cheap. We paid $5 just to park for an hour or two. It's also BYOB, so Tim and I carried along some water bottles. On the plus side, the food was incredible and CHEAP. Where else can a couple eat in a private dining room with incredible views for $5?

The only problem? You have to hike the food in yourself.

Last night we decided a mini adventure was in order so we picked up a Little Caesar's $5 cheese pizza and headed to Fort Mountain State Park. The views up there are incredible and there is a little viewing area where you can look over the whole region. I know some people hike with hydration packs and backpacks, but the pizza on the head routine works pretty well too.

We got there and the place was deserted, unsurprising for 7:30 on a Monday night. We dug straight into the pizza and enjoyed the silence up there. Then I started talking because I needed to remark on how silent it was. I don't know why, but even $5 cheese pizza tastes incredible when you have views like we did.

The only thing I would change about this perfect adventure? My choice of shoes. I had no idea we would be hiking, so I had some cheap Tom's ripoffs. Next time I will opt for shoes made out of more than string and cardboard.

Are you a fan of hiking? Where's your favorite place EVER to hike?
I really liked hiking the start of the Appalachian Trail here in Georgia just to say I had. I also love Fort Mountain, mostly because it's so close to our house. 

Do you have specific hiking shoes?
I have an actual pair of hiking boots but I never wear them. Normally I wear an old pair of really sturdy trail running shoes and that works fine.  

Just a heads up...
The same company I partnered with last November to give away free entries to the Publix Atlanta Marathon is putting on another great race - The Allstate Life Insurance℠ Atlanta 13.1 Marathon®. The race takes place on Sunday, October 7th and starts as well as ends in Town Brookhaven.  I'm really excited to be there for this one too - and also give away some free entries and discount codes for registration in the future! If you live in Atlanta or can travel for the race - pencil this into your calendar!


Monday, May 14, 2012

Why Did You Delete That Comment?

To censor comments or not to censor comments....when it comes to blogging, THAT just might be the question.

Have you ever left a comment on someone's blog, only to find it gone the next day? Or read through a controversial post with hundreds of comments and find that everyone is on the same side?

Having a blog ABSOLUTELY gives you the right to discuss whatever you want. If you want to devote your blog to the intricacies of sewing small You do that. I will not read it. If you want to write in bold print about how YOU. ARE. THE. BEST. RUNNER. EVER...I probably won't read that either. But if I do, will you keep my comment politely asking how you compare to say, world class athletes?

In full disclosure...I delete some comments. Say what? Yeah, I do. Not often, but I do. Sometimes they are spam, like this:

i am liking blog. also follow? ab workouts here for bicycle rental in London

How I feel about blog spam!
 Now, I'm no computer whiz, but even I can see spam when it's that obvious. I've also deleted a few comments because they were obscene. I can handle a good four letter exclamation with the best of them, but when your comment directs that word AT me or anyone else, I gotta let it go. In full disclosure, I also deleted some kind of annoying comments from my 18 year old brother when I started my blog. Sorry, Hardy.

Keep that shhhhhh..... to yourself

But if you write a comment saying you made one of my recipes and it sucked? It will stay.
If you think I made a mistake with some information? It will stay.
If you think I'm a terrible writer? I will cry. But yes, it will stay.

I enjoy conversation with people through this blog. If I delete that comment, I'm saying "get out of the conversation." I don't want to do that. I used to have the "captcha" feature when you left a comment - meaning you had to verify you were human before I let your comment through. Now I welcome anyone who can type to leave a comment. Totally don't have to be human. I'm so liberal.

What's your blog comment policy?
Basically, as long as it's not obscene or selling something, it stays. I love reading blogs where there is an active discussion, not just a chorus of "yums" or "yes, me too!" in the comment section. 

Have you ever had your comment deleted from a blog? Or has it not been accepted in the first place?
I wrote what I believed to be a thoughtful and  (relatively) thought-out comment on a very large blog and it was up for a few minutes until it got deleted. I was very surprised and it made me wonder how often this happens. 

Sunday, May 13, 2012

I Pressed Pause

I had some grand plans this weekend. Most of them didn't happen, but I still couldn't be happier. There was a definite theme to the weekend - pressing pause. Or stop. Maybe rewind? I don't know, just some kind of metaphor or analogy that makes this post deep and clever.

Take my plans for a Saturday 12 mile run, for example. Trying to keep my heart rate low enough was really tough and I stopped for walk breaks a lot. In the end, I called it quits after 10 miles and what I can only assume was roughly 14 pounds of water weight loss. Seriously, it was nasty:

Or consider my plans to see The Avengers on Friday night and then go out for dinner. Tim and I made it as far as the driveway to check the mailbox on the way out and found this:

In one second, the plan to head into town for dinner and a movie turned into snacks on the couch and Downton Abbey. We headed to the gas station to pick up the "essentials". True story: you can't watch British drama without candy. Seriously!

I've had some work that needed to get done over the weekend as well, but every time I sit down to do it something comes up and gets in my way. When it rains here a lot we don't have any internet - problem! Another problem? How can I possibly work when this cutie is snuggled up next to me? Side note: I weighed him this week. He's a whopping 1.8 pounds. Fatty.

Tell me about your dream weekend: on the go the whole time or complete relaxation?
A little of both. I love doing nothing and watching crappy reality television at home, but I feel better about it if I've already had a long run or cleaned the house first.

Would you rather watch a movie in the cinema or at home on the couch?
95% of the time...the couch. In PJs. With candy that is much, much cheaper than at the movies. However, working from home makes me appreciate going out more. Seeing a movie out is now a big deal for me.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Around the World in 24 Years

I don't really know how to describe the workouts I've completed over the past week. Is there a word for "short, easy and yet somehow exhausting?" No, not Snooki. I'm looking for something else. Anyway, because I am supposed to keep workouts to a minimum and keep my heart rate low (just until my iron levels head back up!) I have been running very little, walking a little more and taking plenty of rest days. I can't say I mind it, but it makes blogging less than fantastic.

Anyway, since my life involves an atypical amount of naps at the moment, I figured I would quickly talk about something I get a lot of questions about - where the heck am I from? This is the abridged version, since I'm guessing you guys have somewhere to be. No? Just as bored and sad as me? Cool.

I was born in South Africa. My parents had a cabbage farm of some kind. It was weird. It was my first experience being the privileged white girl - relative, of course, to the people who lived around us. We had Xhosa maids, farm hands and nannies who lived in huts next door.  They taught me to click my words like the best of them. A big part of me is glad I didn't spend my entire childhood in that setting - it's odd.

Hawaii! Learned that I was bad at both surfing and hula dancing. Lived on a coffee farm. Lived on a ranch. Had llamas, buffalo and a zorse (half zebra/half horse) named Zeb. Spent ten years wishing I could leave because it was boring. Once I left, I spent ten years wishing I could go back because it was awesome.

Some of the buffalo from the ranch

Hated these llamas with a passion

Germany: I moved here for my final year of high school with my family. I was lost and confused for months and then at some point, the language finally made sense to me. The town I lived in - Herzogenaurach - sounded like the noise you make when you sneeze.

Pennsylvania: While my family was in Germany, I decided I needed to go to an American school for college. I chose a private Christian campus where there was a real rule called "four feet on the floor" to prevent couples from getting too cozy. Mind you, the opposite sex still had to sign in, leave the lights on and have the door wide open. Wild times, wild times.

England: Does this even count? While I went to England a lot growing up to see my family (my mom is English) I did actually live there for a few months when I was 17. I worked and lived with my grandparents for a summer after my freshman year of college. It's cold there in the winter. Boo. They mix beer with 7-up, yay!

Best Summer Drink = Shandy. Half lager, half sprite.

New Jersey: I rounded out my college career in New Jersey. It was a dumb move. I regret it. Let's move on since you guys probably know all about Jersey already.

Hong Kong: My family moved to Hong Kong and I wanted to hang out with them one summer. I accidentally stayed for four years. It's a cool place, Hong Kong. It's also exhausting. Like, going to the grocery store is exhausting. In case you think everything was high rise buildings made of platinum, here's the entrance to our flat right before we moved to Georgia:

I don't even want to tell you how much rent at this place was. Far too much for a fifth floor walk up above a temple that burned incense all day long.

Georgia: We googled "cheap land in America". Georgia came up. We bookmarked some land because it had a pond and Tim likes fish. We flew to Georgia, bought said land and then got married in HK to make it official. We've been here ever since!

So, to recap....born in Africa, bad at surfing, no sexy times in college, tea and crumpets, Jersey sucks and Hong Kong makes me tired. Got it?

Have you moved around a lot in your life?
I suppose so. Initially just because of my parents, but now I actually get bored of places pretty quickly and like to move on.

Would you like to stay where you live for a while or move somewhere new? What's your dream destination and your practical destination?
Lately for some reason I've been dreaming of moving to the Middle East. In a safe place like Oman or Dubai. Just because it's somewhere I don't know much about and would like to learn. Practical destination - for some reason I want to live in Austin. No idea why and I've never even been there.