Rotary
the other night i dreamed…or rather nightmared…that i showed up to my speech for my rotary club without my powerpoint. i woke up frantic and determined to not let that happen. so i reminded myself over and over again and S reminded me over and over again. so this morning as i prepared i checked […]
so i returned to port douglas less because i just love port douglas, and more because i wante to do the aboriginal walk that was indeed run by aboriginals. not to mention the food was pretty slamming and as we all know i am GREEDY. as it was, i just so happen to be in […]
the trouble with brown, and i’m not complaining so much as observing, is that it stands out. let me clarify. the trouble with brown skin and twisty hair in a new zealand rotarian context, is that it stands out. even without me speaking people can spot me from a distance. the american accent is just […]
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