Wise Woman Travel

Exploring the world from a female perspective

It was sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows everywhere you looked as Edmonton’s Pride Festival kicked off this morning with a vibrant parade of more than sixty entries and thousands of enthusiastic participants on both sides of the Whyte Avenue curb. Having shown each other and the rest of Canada that we’re far less conservative (and Conservative) …

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The little blonde girl and her littler, blonder brother are running hand in hand down the ramp of the Tropical Pavilion at the Muttart Conservatory. With six-year-old authority, she tells him, “And pretty soon it’s going to get a flower. And then it will stink like dead bodies!” Her face and voice light up with …

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That night, the 20-minute cab ride from downtown Changsha back to my hotel had been unusually quiet. Aaron, in his traditional place in the passenger front seat, was staring straight ahead, not chatting to the driver as he usually did. Claudia had her head down, flicking through her phone. I checked the time on my …

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One evening when I was having dinner with the grad students, Mia and Claudia were badgering Aaron to think through his buddies for possible boyfriend candidates (they were speaking Chinese, but Claudia explained their general topic of conversation, if not all the details.) “Aaron is asking what our requirements are,” she grinned. “And what are you …

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The first time I crossed the hall from my hotel room to visit my China teaching partner, Walter, in his room, I was kind of jealous. Not only was his room more spacious than mine, it was on the shady side of the hotel, and its view showcased Changsha’s bustling streets, affluent skyline, and urban …

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When I’m at home in Canada, Sunday is grocery shopping day. As my husband and I trudge  up one aisle and down the next, filling our cart with food that looks the same as last week’s and last week’s before that,  I’m occasionally overcome by a feeling of irritated boredom. “Why can’t someone invent some …

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