How to Prepare for Hurricanes

Now that winter has arrived and many Floridians are putting on their sweaters, jeans, and other long articles of clothing, so, too, has hurricane season come and gone.  The word “hurricane” to anyone outside of Florida or new Florida residents sparks a bit of fear and worry.  People google it, see the terrifying images of storms like Katrina or Irma and they begin to assume the worst.  But I’m here to tell you that despite hurricanes being incredibly terrifying, unless you have a direct hit or you are close to the center of the storm, it’s more likely that you will experience intense winds, lots of rain, and if you’re a surfer, some gnarly waves leading up to the hurricane’s arrival.

What I Packed To Move Home

Ah, packing.  It’s always so much more fun in your imagination to pack than it is to actually do so.  If you’re like me, you have a hard time packing just once.  I’m pretty sure before I left for America, I packed at least four times.  I spent hours making sure everything fit, contemplating if I really needed two gray t-shirts, weighing the suitcases again, and then I’d finish it off by staring at my luggage hoping osmosis would occur and I’d feel fine with my packing job.  And it’s harder to pack things for a trip knowing you aren’t just traveling, you’re moving.  You aren’t sure when you’ll be back so everything has to make the trip across the Pacific with you.  (We all know shipping is expensive, nobody got money for that.)

What’s the Deal With Cupping and Scraping?

Prior to leaving Taiwan for the United States, I will admit: I over indulged in some things, like bubble tea, stinky tofu, night market games, and of course, massages.  I am pretty sure I hit up at least three or four massage centers in the last month I was in Taiwan!  I have always wanted to try cupping and scraping (yeah, call me crazy, I know I am) and I made it one of my goals to do that before I went home.  So that’s just what I did.  

Taking on Taiwan: Ch-Ch-Changes

Recently, I explored some old posts of mine, just to see if I think the same way I did back then about things.  It was rather interesting, reading it and remembering exactly how I felt.  At the same time, however, I have to admit, I have trouble associating with who I was back then.  Just remembering the things I used to see daily in university and back home compared to the things that I am used to now makes me realize how truthfully different my life has become.  If you want a glimpse of it, check out this post.  Contrasting them is trippy.