November, 2016 -

Month: November 2016

  • Trolls of Seattle

    This morning I drove to the office with my family, and after breakfast they went off in search of a local park and the museum of small things. Three hours later they came back, having failed to visit the museum and instead going to a park full of drug addicts, and then to the local […]

  • Hoping for the big sleep

    I got to sleep about four this morning and then got up at eight, revolted by the contents of my sinuses, and then took a bus to work, leaving my wife to tend to the children. Who didn’t wake up until 11:30. That was sort of convenient for my wife (except for the anguish of […]

  • Caught napping, not napping

    This morning, after an interminable night of La Serpiente tossing and turning, culminating in her sleeping on my lap on the living room couch for three hours, we went out to the Ballard Farmers Market and I bought chocolate, doughnuts, coffee and an enormous oversized sweater for La Serpiente. Then we all went home and […]

  • Sleepy in Seattle

    I don’t recall sleeping on the plane today, so my eyes were bloodshot, the entire whites turning red. I veered from feeling dreadful to normal, depending on how much coffee I’d drunk, but mostly awful. The key to fighting jet lag is to keep moving, whether that’s across the city or across time zones. So […]

  • Early start

    My alarm went off at 3:30 this morning and we pulled ourselves out of bed. Getting to the airport was blissfully easy; we moved all the luggage out to the lift first, and then plucked out drowsing children from their beds and took them down to the car park. This time round we made our […]

  • A frictionless lurch

    Back in Singapore, cleaning myself up after pushing Destroyer around in the running stroller for half an hour, I was taken aback by how far away Jakarta seemed. I’d gone from a shower on the 53rd floor of a hotel, to am airport, to a plane, to a taxi, to the 23rd floor of am […]

  • Taking

    Today I went to a meeting in Jakarta. That meant taking a taxi to the airport, taking a plane (that was half an hour late taking off), and then a taxi into town that took almost two hours to get me to my destination. Frankly, I felt like I’d been taken for a ride. Tomorrow, […]

  • I’m not the guy you think I am

    I get adverts piped straight into my Gmail inbox these days, hot piping adverts based on deductions Google has made about me. Delicious, highly relevant ads, like, well, like this one: I’m pretty sure this is not typical dating site. It may even be not a typical dating website. It’s a shame that Google hasn’t […]

  • Mr Wayne’s Masterpiece

    At long last, La Serpiente and I seem to have reached agreement on what a suitable book for bedtime is. No more arguments over whether we’ll read Fantastic Mr Fox or not. No more parents reduced to tears by Love You Forever. Instead, a thin hardback book that was chosen either by me or by […]

  • Taking it easy again

    I went back to the track tonight for another easy session: the easier track session starts half an hour earlier than the harder one, which means more opportunity to almost get home before La Serpiente falls asleep. Also, it’s easier.