Tag Archives: Getting Philosophical

Finding Motivation in My Muesli

Yesterday I made my own muesli. It’s not hard, but it made me feel extremely accomplished. I make muesli. I don’t even have to buy my own cereal now. (Also: it tastes kind of great.) It’s not the kind of thing you can talk about during a review, unfortunately. Boss: So, we’ve checked your Internet […]

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Memories of Myanmar and the Speed at Which Time Flies

As I write this I am sitting on a chair in the corner of my Newcastle living room. Everything here looks the same so I am weirded out that I just sped through Southeast Asia: 10 flights, 8 days, 5 cities, 4 countries. The only physical indication that I took this trip is my lingering […]

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Visiting Peru

What to Expect From Your Working Holiday Visa

First, a caveat: I make no promises. Everyone’s experience with a working holiday visa will be different. It depends on you, of course. This post was born because I’m in a pensive mood; Facebook informed me today that Lateral Movements is now 4 years old. (Fun fact: it was born as Blogabout Europe in 2008 […]

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Baby, You Can Drive My Car

When I was in college, I drove a red ’97 Saturn, and I loved it. I felt like part of my identity was tied up in this car, this object, and part of me assumed we’d be friends forever. I abandoned the car before it abandoned me, of course. Eventually, I came back to claim […]

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Varanasi, India

Lessons About Love From India

Last week I had an idea. I would write a post called “What Travel Taught Me About Love.” Not just romantic love, but all kinds of love. It would be enlightening and speak to everyone’s soul (including yours). Then I sat down to write it, and I couldn’t come up with anything. The more I […]

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What’s New With Me? Not Much.

Whenever someone asks me what’s new, I have the worst answer: “Not much.” It’s generic and obscure, but it’s my answer. Does anyone really want to hear about the mundane details of anyone’s life? – Somebody moved in upstairs, and every time they open and close their closet door it sounds like an angry beast […]

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