Lost in transit

Lost in transit: No, your other left.

I've been particularly taken by wildsoda's last two posts on this insightful group ex-pat blog. She's currently writing of her adventures down under, and her short posts capture those indescribable moments of expat life that catch you off guard--with both a sense of wonder and frustration. My prose is hardly as lovely as hers, so just read to see what I mean. Rather in the tradition of Gopnick's Paris to the Moon, I might add.