My Traveling Shoes

I own 10-12 pairs of shoes but when I travel, I usually take only one. In a last minute decision, I always grab a pair that I rarely wear.

When I moved to Ethiopia for the better part of a year, I brought only a pair of Soaps (so called “freestyle walking” shoes): not a brilliant move as there are no handrails and about as many curbs.

When I went to India a couple years later, I inexplicably brought my Soaps again: this time complete with holes in the bottoms.

Now I’m in Italy with only a pair of $9, fake-leather, not very comfortable, shoes.

Next time I travel, I’m going to delegate the shoe-choosing decision to a trusted friend.


Originally posted as a diary entry on Kuro5hin. Although Kuro5hin is now defunct, an archived copy of the post includes a series of comments from the Kuro5hin community.

Seafood

I’m a big seafood fan so I went into a restaurant and ordered a plate of mixed fried seafood. Several minutes later, the waitress laid a plate on the table that was more mixed than I had been expecting:

  • Some of the creatures I had eaten before but had no idea how to eat prepared this way (they had lots of body parts I’d not had to deal with in the past).
  • Some of the creatures I had seen before but had no idea that they were even edible.
  • At least one of the creatures, I had never seen before in my life.

I’ve decided that a plate is not a good place to become acquainted with a new sea creature.


Originally posted as a diary entry on Kuro5hin. Although Kuro5hin is now defunct, an archived copy of the post includes a series of comments from the Kuro5hin community.

Stories on Acid

When describing a book or an author or a movie, people will often say, “it’s like x on acid.”

I was trying to describe my favorite contemporary author to a friend and I decided that acid was not enough. I like fiction on hard drugs.

Then I thought to myself, “why does nobody talk about fiction ‘on pot’?”

I think that fiction written on pot would either be:

  • one long, pointless sentence;
  • (this one is more likely) not written at all;

I guess we are better without it.


Originally posted as a diary entry on Kuro5hin. Although Kuro5hin is now defunct, an archived copy of the post includes a series of comments from the Kuro5hin community.

Midnight Mass

I went to midnight mass on Christmas at San Pietro (St. Peters’ Cathedral) in Rome.

If had to choose two words to describe the experience, they would be “long” and “boring.” If I had to choose one word, I would choose “Latin” because I think it implies the other two.

That said, I had a really good time. I saw the pope and lots of cute girls. Some where nuns.


Originally posted as a diary entry on Kuro5hin. Although Kuro5hin is now defunct, an archived copy of the post includes a series of comments from the Kuro5hin community.