The places we go

“Are you carrying a lot of money?” the customs officer asked at the airport in Bari, Italy. “Ummm, no,” I said, not sure how to answer that question out loud in front of strangers as I was about to board a local train, with luggage, to a city I didn’t know. I was on the... Continue Reading →

All I wanted for Christmas was my suitcase

Sometimes when I’m in an airport, waiting in a line, I wonder if I’m part of some giant psychological experiment. You think you have it all together, at least you try because of the cameras and the no-fly list, but then, then a snowstorm of historical proportions hits the city you must depart from. Me,... Continue Reading →

A seat mate to remember

You never know when one of those odd skills you have acquired is going to help you make a connection with someone. Like speaking Norwegian. I tried to learn the language, to speak with the natives, but I hardly needed to use it even in Norway. On a flight to Munich from Los Angeles? I... Continue Reading →

Expat epiphanies

The day you decide to leave your adopted country as an expat is as memorable as the day you arrived.  My plan for a research sabbatical at a university in Norway was to stay as long as money allowed me. The not-a-plan plan. I left the USA for Norway with no concrete ending date and... Continue Reading →

How I wrote a novel

A line I read from an essay a few years ago claims no one tells you the protagonist in your first novel is you but with a better personal life. At the time, I was trying to write a draft of a novel. I had no idea I was writing a book about me until... Continue Reading →

Norwegian Lessons in Indonesia

American Ava Alemagna, an expat working as a cancer researcher at a university in Norway, discovers a cancer causing genetic mutation in a tribe of islanders in Indonesia. Her science and scuba diving lives collide when a Norwegian philanthropist and CEO of a centuries-old family ship building business funds her work and builds her  an unprecedented... Continue Reading →

Dinosaur days…

I’ve been living in the Los Angeles area for almost a decade now. To what end I didn’t know - it's too expensive - other than I live close to the beach, the airport and my brother.  But then his daughter was born.  Being an aunt who lives so close is the luckiest of situations.... Continue Reading →

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