I am both happy and proud that one of the first things I accomplished on moving back to Chengdu was buying a bicycle. Continue reading
Chengdu
The Strangeness of Memory
In the spring of 1996, April 9 to be exact, I arrived in China for the first time. My flight had gone from Atlanta, to Chicago, to Seattle, to Beijing, to Chengdu. It was my first time traveling further from the U.S. than Mexico, and I was excited. Continue reading