Life as a [Taiwanese-American] immigrant in Germany

on final & not-so final resting places

During our visit to the U.S. back in June, Ulrich and I took the opportunity to visit two cemeteries: one in Maryland where my father is buried, and the other in New York where Amy is buried.

An encounter with the artist

Ulrich and I discovered our first ghost during our second week in Wuppertal*. We were on a late afternoon walk after Kaffee und Kuchen (coffee and cake) at a nearby café. “Ooooooh, look!