R1204: A Little Adventure

Our time abroad is primarily involved in a series of little excursions. More or less, these are last minute attempts to keep the kids distracted and Daddy D happy with a small sense of adventure on any random weekend. The ideal adventure is to an unknown place with something breathtaking to view, unique to experience, or simply odd and unusual. R1204 contains the odd and … Continue reading R1204: A Little Adventure

Ramblings of a Lovesick Daddy D

In theory, this blog is supposed to be about parenting abroad. Instead, lately is has largely functioned to provide selected anecdotes of the various “adventures” that we embark on while living abroad. This is primarily for two reasons: 1) even though we are publishing a blog; we still have a need to maintain privacy 2) I have found parenting (abroad or domestic) to be a … Continue reading Ramblings of a Lovesick Daddy D

Copenhagen: A Family Getaway

Mist rolling off cold canals, drifting up through the rigging of moored ships held fast near the colorful stone and brick eighteenth century buildings of Nyhavn. I, sitting at a table with a cold ale in my hand, my lovely wife warm under a provided wool blanket, and the rich smell of fish and chips wafting in on us as we watch the sun set … Continue reading Copenhagen: A Family Getaway

Manscaping Abroad: The Beard

It has been argued that the biggest challenge in living abroad is getting your hair cut. Having lived in eight countries, nothing brings me as much anxiety as doing just that. A haircut abroad is a continuous negotiation of language, style, and personal tolerance for unexpected outcomes. This is not to say that personal grooming overseas does not have some benefits too. In Bangladesh, I … Continue reading Manscaping Abroad: The Beard

Graffiti: A Lesson in Perception

“Graffiti is one of the few tools you have if you have almost nothing. And even if you don’t come up with a picture to cure world poverty you can make someone smile while they’re having a piss.” – Banksy, Banging Your Head Against a Brick Wall. I am fascinated by graffiti and seek it out throughout my travels. Graffiti is a rebellion against the … Continue reading Graffiti: A Lesson in Perception

Infant Linguistics

My wife and I are were both born and raised in the USA, coming from non-recent immigrant stock.  Being so, we are unfortunately fluent in only one language, English.  While we can string a few sentences together in Bangla and a little smattering of Spanish, we are essentially useless outside of our native tongue.  One of the advantages of raising a family abroad was the … Continue reading Infant Linguistics