Welcome to my blog. I write about fitting in, sticking out, and missing the motherland as a serial foreigner.

Desert Stinker

Jeremy ran a 40k race (Desert Stinker) the other weekend - 20k in the desert one evening, then a campout, then another 20k in the dunes the next morning. He got third place overall. Yeah.

They posted the professional photos today and I am smitten with this one:

Yes, my husband looks awesome, but don't you just want to dip a spoon in those creamed-butter-and-sugar dunes?

Ghosts of music past

Evidence of cycling in heels