Lining up, waiting in line, queuing, is vastly different across the globe. The most extreme form of orderly queuing in my personal experience is in Hong Kong. If there is a line, many people will join it just because they assume they should be in the line. At bus stops and taxi stands, there is... Continue Reading →
Passport Pages
A few weeks ago I filled up the last blank page in my passport. Cambodia uses a full page sticker, and entry and exit stamps, so it ended. I knew I would have to add pages eventually, and–with a trip to Vietnam on the horizon–eventually became now. I made an appointment at the consulate, queued... Continue Reading →
