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Walking the streets of Ho Chi Minh reveals society’s extremes.  Two ends of the spectrum collide: bicycles and rusty motorcycles...

I write this note with a sense of light-headedness.  I thought I was a seasoned traveler.  I assumed I was...

It was an unusual day.  I was alone with my computer, blackberry, and a to do list. I sat looking...

Stepping back in time is helpful.  As I landed in Ho Chi Minh City, I found myself traveling back through...

We are now on the third project, one right after each other, with the same goal.  The requirements have not...

To everyone who to deal with me with I was young, I offer my condolences.  I was so sure I...

I look back at the trip with a sense of wonder.  We had planned to experience the wonder and joy...

There was a wisdom saying from my childhood that has taken decades to sink in.  “Do not worry about the...

Obstacles are a normal part of my day.  Random, unintentional, and otherwise, roadblocks show up, forcing one to take a...

As I try to navigate the unfamiliar road, the naïve idea that I could simply pick, choose, and follow begins...