I am part of a nation that has no borders. You can call me a coward, another bastard child of brain drain, an escapist that has fled my homeland for the prodigal greener pastures of “abroad.” Call me a modern day hero, an OFW or immigrant. Call me a FOB. I am like you, or…
Read MoreShakespeare, the Night, and the Music
One of the great things about being in Europe is how I can indulge in theater and music without it being a very rare, very special occasion. Back home, I’ve watched wonderfully entertaining performances with family and friends (Avenue Q, Miss Saigon, Peter Pan, Spring Awakening, Taming of the Shrew, Fiddler on the Roof, to…
Read MoreToastmasters Brno
“We must travel in the direction of our fear.” Before I left the Philippines, when the Czech Embassy in Manila was still being ambiguous about how long it would take my visa to be processed, I told myself that I needed to learn something. I wrote a list of things that I should do, such…
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The World is My Book 