Dashing Heights

To the Ahwahnee

I made my way to “99 ranch market” hoping to find my replacement bakwa. I was pleasantly surprised to see the array of oriental goods they have. There were shelves of noodles of all curve and sizes, sauces from fish to soy, and condiments from curry to stews. They even have pork floss and hawthorn…
How NOT to enter San Fransisco

My eventful arrival day in San Fransisco
The Hunger Games

This morning the bed was exceptionally warm and comfortable – I was certain gravity was tenfold stronger than usual. I struggled off the bed, unveiled the window and saw white skies with patches of blue! Is this it? Questioning no further, I packed my bag, stuffed my gear on, and headed down. After munching down…
A Dark Vicious Cycle

I opened my eyes to another cloudy morning. I squinted hard out of the window and was horrified by the absence of Mt Shari. The clouds had once again asserted aerial superiority. Should I insist on ascending MT Shari, or find something else to do? Uncertain, I headed out to take a walk outside. Maybe…