Pt.2 Living With Narcos

Political asylum. The words banged around inside my head trying to find meaning. I don't know exactly what it takes to become a political refugee in the U.S., but you have to be able to prove a very real threat to your life, back in your home country. In the 90's it must have been [...]

Day 1

A Day of Change It’s about 3:30 PM local time and I’m finally sitting in a taxi heading into Beijing from the Airport. Still a tad delirious and drunk from my indulgent flight, a foreign place looks even more alien to my foggy brain. Why am I looking at palm trees? Apparently, palms and tropical [...]