On the Fringe of the Fringe: A Review of Edinburgh in August

It’s raining, it’s pouring, if only I was snoring. August is here and if you are (un)lucky enough to live on the Royal Mile–or somewhere of equal historical interest–you are feeling the 2008 Edinburgh Fringe Festival to full effect. Park your tour bus and exchange your currency, the tourists have arrived!
Since I am [...]

The People In Your Neighborhood

It was a normal day in Edinburgh up until Diana spots the British monarch.

Bring Me the Head of RyanAir

When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning or in Spain?
When has it become a crime to travel? Amidst the metaphorical steam engine that is globalization, travel should be simple and effortless; however with “low cost” airlines such as RyanAir, travel has become a deceptive nightmare. I think if I had the [...]

‘Are you looking at me?’: European Imaginings of the American Old West

Being offered free whiskey and the chance to mingle within Edinburgh’s art scene, I attended the exhibition opening of Print the Legend: The Myth of the West at the Fruitmarket Gallery. Never in my life had I seen so many Europeans strutting around in colorful gingham shirts, aged cowboys boots, and in the [...]

The Pounding: A real-life account

So the other day, I had a heated conversation with my mother regarding a LA Times article she had read about expats living in the UK.  The article described a few scenarios, featuring a couple who had basically given up their dream of retirement in order to live in London for the sake of the [...]

Haiku Submission #2

Here we have another haiku submission. This one is from G.T. in California. This has been a record breaking submissions year. Thank you!
diana: not here
gone studying in scotland
how cold it must be!

The Beginning Is Always The Hardest Part

I started writing about my journey when I received news that decided the course of my year: I was offered admission into the University of Edinburgh, so I may receive my Master’s degree. However, I stopped documenting the process out of, say, shear laziness. Do I really want to write about [...]