Filipino superstition holds that moles predict the life of a newborn baby. A mole on your forehead indicates intelligence; one on your shoulder indicates burden; one on your hand makes you, what, handy? I don’t remember.
For better or for worse, I was born with a mole on the bottom of my food, indicating travel.
I guess I’ve been a lot of places so far; my new job in Shanghai is going to put me in spitting distance of a whole new set of destinations. I need to go get a guidebook; I don’t know anything about traveling in Asia.
Here’s where that mole on my foot has taken me:
- Olympia, Washington (born/grew up)
- Seattle, Washington (College/work)
- Ann Arbor, Michigan (Grad School)
- Family vacations: San Francisco, LA, Vancouver, Winnepeg, Manila, Sto. Tomás
- Study Abroad: Avignon, France; Rome, Italy; Antigua, Guatemala; Hangzhou, China
- Conferences: Girona, Spain; Baltimore
- Personal Travel: Paris, Nice, Florence, Naples, Amalfi Coast, Shanghai, Bordeaux, El Salvador, Washington D.C., Denver
- With students: Libourne, México DF, Cuernavaca, Taxco, Acapulco
My Asian tour will include more of the Philippines, Korea, maybe Japan (expensive!). I’d like to go to India, but I am afraid it will change me into a prophet. I’m also interested in South Africa, Morrocco and Tunesia, Israel, Jordan, Turkey, and I’m always up for seeing Europe (expensive!) . I’d love to see Brazil and Argentina, and the Carribean if I can stand the heat. Someday, Cuba.