Lindsey stole part of my main post idea so this one won’t be long and is mainly about language so feel free to stop reading.  Continue reading “The Language of Love” →

Yesterday was a very exciting day in the Ailbert household-our shipment was delivered to our house!  Since late June we have been living out of 4 suitcases, so we have been waiting and waiting to (hopefully) get all of our things and feel a bit more settled. Continue reading “Our Stuff Arrives!” →

This post is going to descend to a pretty murky level quite quickly so I thought I’d start off fairly high brow.  In Salman Rushdie’s novel, ‘Midnight’s Children’, Continue reading “The Poop Post” →

“Shwe” in Burmese means ‘gold or golden’.  We live in Golden Valley which is something like Shwe Taung Jar.  Our road name is Golden Valley 1st Road.  Continue reading “The Shwedagon” →

This past week I stayed late at school two nights on the trot to attend our school’s Back To School Evenings.  Continue reading “Nudist Neighbors and Naming Conventions” →

It’s bizarre how quickly you can get used to something.  It seems that this is especially true of working in schools.  Continue reading “Settling in (except not)” →

Every Saturday and Sunday in London Gav and I would take Nell for a long walk on Hampstead Heath.  She loved it and it was sometimes the only times in the week when we would all go together.  We called it the “Family Walk.”  Continue reading “Dog Walking” →

I know everyone is waiting with baited breath to hear about our solution to the mystery garbage issue and other random quirks of life in Yangon, so here you go!  Special shout out to Steve, our one and only commenter so far-thanks for giving us some love!  Continue reading “Randoms follow up” →

It is worth noting that Yangon was called Yangon before the British renamed it Rangoon. The same goes for the country name Myanmar. The generals did not come up with wholly new names they were merely reinstating the old names. Continue reading “Colonial Yangon” →