Hungary Winter Drive – Sprain, Pain & Piano

My holiday adventure began even before I boarded the plane. Having just came back from Japan the week before and knowing that I’ll be eating lots of yummy Hungarian food in the days ahead, I felt the need to go for a long walk / jog the night before we fly, to clear off a... Continue Reading →


5 Oysters, HCMC

We were looking for a good place to eat for our final meal in Ho Chi Minh City, and we settled on the 5 Oysters restaurant at Bui Vien. Thankfully, our experience here matched the generally positive reviews on Tripadvisor. Prices were reasonable and well worth it considering the quality of the food.  Summary: Bo... Continue Reading →

Pullman Saigon Centre, HCMC

Booked the Pullman Saigon Centre during Accor's 40% members sale and we certainly have no regrets! Wonderful hotel, convenient location near the backpackers street. I don't know how, but the front desk staff greeted me by name when I checked-in before I even handed them any official identification documents. I'm still figuring that one out!... Continue Reading →

It isn't easy being a father. Nothing you can do adequately prepares you for the role, and after 7 years of fatherhood, I still feel so new and so raw sometimes. Things can often be rough when the kids get up to mischief and awkward when they ask you a question you do not know... Continue Reading →

Dear Father in heaven, please show your love, grace, and comfort all of these families who have lost their loved ones… Lovely, innocent children who have had their lives cut short by this madness. We pray for Your will to be done in this terrible situation. Come and heal the damage that has been caused to these lives and families.

The Cultural Columnist

This is Emily. She is my 6-year-old sister. Isn’t she beautiful? She has been such an important part of my life for six long years.

I can’t imagine getting a call saying there was a shooting at her elementary school and that she, along with nineteen of her little friends, didn’t make it.

My life would be changed forever.

But I would not suffer for myself. I would not yet grieve the remaining years without her presence. Not yet.

Because all I would be able to think about is how she didn’t make it home. How scared she must have been. How she must have missed me, my mother, my sister, my father, my dog. How badly she must have wanted to come home. I would have instantly felt her fear, her confusion, and her heartache. I would have felt what she never would: almost twenty years of life. Her…

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