the longer i’m in Bishkek, the less ______

The longer I’m in Bishkek, the less I write about it. It’s not that I no longer have things to say, but there’s a specific concern that takes over when it comes time to hit “publish”. People in Bishkek will read this. People in Bishkek will have opinions on it. Will I get a snide …

Thankful in Bishkek

I’m thankful… …for many things. …for being done with that gigantic market research project that took over my life for 2+ months. …for the new and exciting projects I’m planning. …for the new friends I met during a proper Thursday Thanksgiving dinner. …for the leftover apple pie I ate for breakfast. …for how wonderful the …

where is home?

I will always be an outsider in Kyrgyzstan. I will always have to justify, even defend, my presence here. But for now, despite the occasional unwelcome feelings, Bishkek is my home. I’m immediately recognized as an outsider; I don’t speak the languages (yet) and I don’t dress myself as impeccably as the average Kyrgyz girl. …

well, it’s been a whole year

Time for me to get profound, I guess? Had we stuck to the original plan of 1) move to foreign country, 2) learn language, 3) become expert, 4) move back to DC for cushy consultancy job, then I’d be boarding a plane today feeling profoundly disappointed. The move happened, so snaps to me for completing …

oddities of being back in the states

A list of random things about life in the U.S. that struck me as a bit odd after 10ish months living in Bishkek. – I’m much more self-conscious of pulling out my camera in public. At times it felt too touristy, and other times too familiar. This shot of Philadelphia is one of the only …