Risk and reward

I pack up my gym bag and stand, hesitant. I could easily walk out of the locker room and be on my way. Or I could do the thing I’ve been thinking about for a solid five minutes and talk to her. I take a tentative step towards her and a small voice I don’t recognize as my own begins to pour from my mouth: “ 你时yoga老师马?” (ni shi yoga laoshi ma? / you are a yoga teacher?)

Independence Day in Shanghai

At the end of June, Andy and I decided we were sick of Chinese food. Even though we have found a few lovely little Chinese restaurants nearby, the same old, same old was dull. We missed food from home… so we started asking ourselves where we could get some real American food—not Chinesified American food… Continue reading Independence Day in Shanghai