The Lemonade Files 02: How it all started
It was freezing. Everything seemed to be closed by 5 pm. And I learned the hard way that black ice is no joke in Ottawa. Suffice to say, my introduction to Canada's capital six years ago was rough. Every hour I seemed to dream up a different plan of going back to Toronto. But after about a week, I decided slipping deeper and deeper into my misery wouldn't help. Toronto was not getting any closer.
The Lemonade Files 01: Nanjing Cabbies
We had two hours to get out of Nanjing -- a concrete jungle of 8 million people on China's east coast. We needed a cab to get us and our gajizzlion bags to the train station, while also trying to communicate to our driver where to go. Several meltdowns later (from all of else including our cab driver), we got to our train in the nick of time.