cameronlee
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The last time I started writing a post for this blog was almost exactly one year ago when we were less than 3 months away from moving. This is Jen,…
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One adult in this family: “I wanna DO something! We should get OUT! It’s NICE, and we only have a half a day left of the weekend!” The other adult:…
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… than our old one back home. The internal organization is random and fits every dish awkwardly, at best. But it chimes such friendly tones when you start it. Our…
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Confession: my first day on the job here in Bishkek was the first time I’d ever set foot in an American embassy. I dreamed of, pursued, got hired for, trained…
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… you wait your whole Soviet childhood, and the day finally arrives when you get to glimpse a rusty Spider-Man climbing the Taj Mahal, paint faded and peeling. “No, you…
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We started 2022 in our old home in Portland, Oregon; we’re ended it in our new home in Bishkek Kyrgyzstan. We never would have imagined! 12 months ago, the Foreign…
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When we asked our driver/translator what the traditional Kyrgyz food is, he seemed to think the question a flippant one, because the answer was so obvious: “Meat!” So here we…
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How do diplomats and other folks working in embassies get mail? It’s Christmastime, so our thoughts turn to brown paper packages tied up with string. Here’s a quick rundown of…
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A Foreign Service lesson we’re learning: in this life, you cast away mostly everything you rely on, everything which gives your life comfort and regularity, then you slowly get it…
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We write fancy blog titles to prove it. (We’re better from recent illness – thanks for all the well wishes.) Nobody parties as often as diplomats. In the month we’ve…
