It’s hard to not judge someone on their choice of bad coffee. And often coffee lovers like me are extremely picky and deeply sensitive about their coffee flavors specially while traveling. It always has to be perfect! On a trip, my mood largely depends on how good my coffee was in the morning and hence here is a post about me being a good-coffee-hunter all over the globe.

Three out of four of my grandparents were immigrants. Two generations later, I grew up comfortably, as middle-class American as we could be, far removed from the countries my grandparents left behind. I don’t straddle the cultural gap that first-generation American kids do. And to try to understand it better, I interviewed three of my friends, all first-generation Americans, who know that gap well.

The Commonwealth Shakespeare Company, or CSC, started what would become Shakespeare on the Common in 1996, with a midsummer performance of – you guessed it – A Midsummer Night’s Dream. That performance took place in Copley Square, but the next year’s Romeo and Juliet migrated to the Parkman Bandstand in Boston Common, where the program would thrive for the next two decades. This summer, for its 21st season, the CSC has mounted a hilarious production of Love’s Labour’s Lost.

Instagram Stories looks exactly like Snapchat Stories, maybe even better actually. And bloggers/influencers are having mixed emotions about it. From single still images to a stream of photos that expire after 24 hours, the change is a big leap for Instagram that can significantly effect business and reach for social media marketers – leaving them torn between Snapchat and Instagram. We went ahead and did a little discussion amongst this targeted crowd and here is what bloggers feel about this new situation…

The fashion industry is a whole world of its own. To make it function the way it does, there are so many professionals involved… There are designers, artists, editors, choreographers, photographers and the like. We might be familiar with these enviable fashion jobs, but there are also some you never knew existed. They stay behind the scenes, nevertheless they hold very important responsibilities in the fashion world.

Chinese New Year: A global Chinatown celebration

Living in Boston has opened a lot of different cultural doors for me. A city rich with some of the best universities in the States and a rooted corporate culture, naturally attracts a lot of xpats from all over the world, contributing to the city’s deep ethnic mosaic. Recently I visited the Boston Chinatown with a couple of my Chinese friends, to celebrate their traditional Chinese new year, without having any idea of what will I end up experiencing. But the moment I stepped outside the China gate, I could hear gongs making music, firecrackers bursting on the streets, and lions dancing everywhere surrounded by a huge cheering crowd…

As much as I loved to travel, I needed a good career, a good salary and a good stable lifestyle equally. I like the idea of being a good professional, with a kickass package, but that means it also requires a fair amount of billable work hours and uncompromised commitment. I cant be on the road anymore and live like a nomad, because no matter who tells you what, its not feasible in the long run. Travel cannot provide you a living. And lets accept it, I can not always be frugal about my travel choices. I need to earn to support the life of my dreams. And this is when the confusion started and the irritation seeped in. I didn’t know if I was failing at my passion, or was I just doing it wrong? Or was everyone around me overdoing it. And overrating it.

Its two days left to Christmas, and the jingles are playing all around the city! Christmas trees are glittering with lights, and Santa’s are waving on the streets, while the beautiful wreaths are welcoming people at the doors. This winter, bringing in a bit of DIY freshness into our house, I made my own Christmas wreath, wishing you all a very Merry Christmas from team StreetTrotter!

Like every other girl, I grew up believing in fairy tales. My childhood was filled with dreamy characters – prince and princesses, magicians and knights, witches and monsters, goblins and dwarfs. The world was not made of skyscrapers and busy cities, but was built into one magnificent castle, packed in a musical snow globe. And the only question I always asked secretly was, “What if, someday it all came true?” And last night, it really did.