• so that happened

    The Best Things Come in Small Packages

    I have an unfortunate bedtime habit. It takes me what feels like twelve thousand years to get to sleep, and I would rather have my skin peeled from me in strips than lie in the dark with my thoughts, so instead I have a habit of propping my phone on its side and scrolling mindlessly through r/politics or the Aliexpress app on my phone until I fall asleep, one fingertip still pressed to the screen. (You might be able to guess where I’m going with this…) On more than one occasion I have woken up having purchased some truly ridiculous items are not in any way necessary to my life:…

  • Life Skills Unlocked,  travel

    Life Skills Unlocked: Surviving the Strip Club

      What immediately springs to mind when you think of strip clubs? I’m not asking those of you who have frequented these places. I’m asking those of you who have always wondered about what goes on behind the black door. Before I’d ever gone to a strip club, here’s what I pictured: Sticky floors. Girls with blank faces and bad posture. Terrible music and worse clientele. Large groups of men gee-eyed with drink, laughing and roaring unfunny jokes at each over the music. Which is all to say that I wasn’t expecting a whole lot. A few years ago, one Monday after work, I sat having a drink with colleagues…