I am always late for work. There. I've said it. And the frustrating thing is that my lateness isn't caused by traffic or some unpredictable morning disaster. Most of the time, it is entirely my own doing. I wake up and make my coffee. Then I get back into bed, which is right by the window, cross my feet, face the window and slowly sip my coffee. And when I say slowly, I mean slowly. I look at the trees. I watch the birds. I feel the morning sun on my skin. Sometimes I just sit there with my thoughts. I really love these mornings. I've also noticed something else. When I give myself enough time in the morning, my body usually does what it needs to do. A slow morning often leads to a bowel movement, which, as far as I'm concerned, is one of the must-haves of starting my day. And so I find myself wishing for more time. More time to sit. More time to drink my coffee. More time to maybe get outside and do some yoga or mat Pilates on the grass while the sun is stil...
"The problem with stereotypes is not that they are untrue, but that they are incomplete. They make one story become the only story." — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie We’ve all heard it before: Thailand, the Land of Smiles — a friendly, beautiful paradise beloved by travelers. And perhaps, like me, you've also come across the darker headlines: scams targeting tourists, alcohol laced with drugs, even black market egg-harvesting. A tourist once described it as a "scam paradise." Yet the planes still land, the resorts stay booked, and travel advisories remain light or non-existent. Influencers still post dreamy sunsets in Phuket. The world moves on. Now imagine if those same headlines came out of Kenya. Or Nigeria. Or Zimbabwe. There would be travel bans. Embassy warnings. Cancellations. Panic on the streets of TripAdvisor. Cautionary articles in every major Western outlet. You might even hear the words “failed state” being tossed around. Why the difference? The Dan...