Sunday, April 26, 2026

Tianhong's first trip to India


Day 0–1: The Journey to Bangalore

My trip started with a long journey, but I got to enjoy the American Airlines lounge at the airport. It made the hour-long wait for my flight to London much easier—they served a variety of dinner options, and it was far more comfortable and quiet than the general boarding area.

When I arrived in London, I tried to find a similar lounge at Terminal 3, but we were actually at Terminal 5. Moving between terminals wasn’t possible without going back through security, and I didn’t have enough time. I also checked the British Airways lounge, but without status, I couldn’t get in. By the time I reached my gate, two hours had already passed—Heathrow was not the most pleasant experience.

Our flight to Bangalore was delayed due to a small dent on the aircraft that required inspection. The delay was about two hours, though we made up some time in the air and arrived roughly an hour late. I had middle seats on both long-haul flights, but thanks to melatonin gummies, I managed to get decent sleep. When I landed, I realized it had been exactly 24 hours since leaving DFW—definitely a long day.


Day 2: Arrival & First Impressions

I arranged an airport pickup through my hotel, which turned out to be a great decision. The drive was smooth—about 45 minutes—and gave me my first glimpse of Bangalore. The city felt like a mix of modern high-rises and more improvised, self-built structures, which reminded me a bit of my hometown.



I stayed at the Conrad, where my room on the 10th floor had a lake view—though the lake was completely dry. I learned it gets drained during the dry season for cleaning before the monsoon. The hotel itself was peaceful, spacious, and felt like a quiet escape from the busy city.



After breakfast (which had an impressive variety, including Indian, Western, and even miso soup), I booked an Ayurvedic massage at the spa. It was my first time experiencing one—they essentially covered me in oil from head to toe. The masseuse explained that this was a simplified version; authentic Ayurvedic treatment lasts several days and includes a strict vegetarian diet and cleansing process. Even so, it was a relaxing and unique experience.

Later, I visited Bangalore Palace. Despite passing through some rough-looking neighborhoods on the way, the palace itself was in decent condition—more like a medieval castle than a traditional palace. Still, it felt poorly maintained, with limited furnishings and aging artwork, so the visit was a bit underwhelming.

That evening, I met Sravya for dinner at a Kerala restaurant called Vembanad. We were the only customers, but the setting was charming. I ordered a kingfish curry with a mango-based sauce, which was delicious. We had a great conversation before heading back. I slept very well that night.





Day 3: First Day on Campus

I woke up refreshed after a solid night’s sleep and headed to the TI campus. Finding my way around was a bit confusing at first—there were multiple buildings—but I eventually got registered and started attending sessions.

The tutorials covered topics like thermal simulation, functional safety, and customer stories. For lunch, I tried a South Indian vegetarian thali at the cafeteria—it was okay, but nothing particularly memorable.

In the late afternoon, I walked to a nearby Shiva temple. It was crowded, and I later learned that Mondays are especially auspicious for Shiva. I briefly joined a line before realizing I didn’t fully understand what it was for, so I explored the temple instead. The atmosphere was vibrant and immersive.

The walk itself was an experience—busy streets filled with cars, rickshaws, motorbikes, pedestrians, cows, and dogs all sharing the road. It was chaotic but fascinating.




That evening, Sravya came over, and we had room service—mutton biryani and aloo gobi adraki, both excellent. Later, we visited a silk shop to look for saris. We picked out a few options but ran out of time to find matching pieces.




Day 4: Conference Begins

Tuesday marked the official start of the conference. I enjoyed the sessions, and Shishir invited me to lunch along with a few coworkers. We went to the Ariel building cafeteria, which was newly built and had a great atmosphere. I was impressed by the variety of food options.

In the afternoon, I attended more sessions before heading back to prepare for my presentation. Later, Sravya and I went to Karavalli for dinner. The restaurant specializes in coastal cuisine from Kerala and Goa, and both the food and the setting were excellent.


After dinner, we tried to find an astrology and palm-reading shop I had seen online. We found the sign but not the actual shop—apparently, it hadn’t been open for a while. Instead, we continued shopping for skirts to match the sari I had bought earlier. It turned into another fun evening.


Day 5: Presentation Day

Wednesday was a big day for me. After the morning sessions, I had lunch with NS, who turned out to be very friendly in person.

In the afternoon, I gave my presentation—and it went much better than I expected. I felt calm, didn’t rush, and finished right on time at 20 minutes. The questions were manageable, and I walked away feeling proud of how much I’ve improved in public speaking.

After the conference sessions ended, I returned to the hotel to rest. While heading out later, I ran into Kevin and a few coworkers in the lobby. They invited me to dinner, and Sravya and I joined them at a restaurant at the Taj on MG Road. It was my first non-Indian meal of the trip, and it was nice to connect with colleagues in a more relaxed setting.


Day 6: Wrapping Up the Conference

Thursday was a lighter day compared to the rest of the week. The conference schedule wasn’t as packed, with the closing ceremony set for the late afternoon. I invited Ganu to lunch, and we had a really enjoyable, relaxed conversation—nice change of pace after the busier days.

Later, I met up with Sravya, who took us to her Lakeview office so I could see where she works. It was interesting to get a glimpse of a different work environment. On our way out, we ran into an APP admin. I mentioned I had heard about her story of bringing mangoes to coworkers in Germany, and she immediately offered to order some for me. She came across as incredibly capable and proactive. She also asked why I didn’t have a car arranged, but I told her I had been getting around just fine with Uber.

At the closing ceremony, I saw Santosh, who looked almost like a guru—with his white beard and calm, composed demeanor. It felt like a fitting image to mark the end of the conference.

Afterward, I headed back to the hotel, checked out, and went to MG Road to look for souvenirs. The gift shop I visited was disappointing—prices were surprisingly high, with even a small wooden bracelet costing close to ₹2000. Instead of continuing the search, I decided to treat myself to a solo dinner at Ebony, a rooftop restaurant.

Dinner turned out to be a great choice. The menu featured North Indian and Parsi dishes, and I ordered butter chicken, a dahi-based appetizer, and a mango lassi. Everything was delicious, and the rooftop setting made it a relaxing way to wind down after the week.


Getting back to the hotel was a bit of an adventure. My Uber driver asked me to cross MG Road—one of the city’s main arteries—which meant going through a metro station. It turned into an unexpected opportunity to explore the station, which was clean, bright, and well organized.

I brought some leftovers back to the hotel so Sravya could join me for a late dinner. We chatted for a while, and she mentioned the mangoes weren’t very ripe, so she ordered a different variety for me—but the delivery kept getting delayed, and I never got to try them. Something to look forward to next time.


Day 7: The Journey Home

Friday started early—very early. The hotel wake-up call came at 2:15 a.m., earlier than I had requested, which made for a rough start. We left the hotel at 3:00 a.m., and I arrived at the airport gate by 4:09 a.m. for my 6:50 flight.

That left me with nearly three hours to wait, but after such an early start, I didn’t mind the quiet time. The return journey turned out to be much more comfortable than expected—I got lucky with empty seats next to me, which meant I could stretch out and get some solid rest.

After a long day of travel, I finally arrived home at 9:10 p.m., tired but grateful for the experience.


Tuesday, March 31, 2026

2026 Spring break at Crested Butte

 

Thursday, January 1, 2026

2025 Christmas Ski in Crested Butte

 For the third winter in a row, we returned to Crested Butte for Christmas skiing. We hit the road Friday afternoon right after school, leaving at 3:30 p.m., and spent the night at the Hyatt in Amarillo. Along the way, we tried a new Greek restaurant, Hibiscus Café, in Wichita Falls. The wait was a bit long—even with an advance order—but the food was good.

After another full day of driving, with stops at Hive in Trinidad and City Market in Gunnison, we finally arrived at our condo around 7 p.m. We stayed in the Columbine Condominiums, a true ski-in/ski-out setup perched above the Red Lady Lift, with a direct view of the lift from our balcony. I had been looking forward to this ideal ski accommodation for a long time, and it did not disappoint.

Our condo had a skylight above Norah’s bed. On clear nights, we lay beneath it, gazing up at the stars. Norah saw her very first shooting star. We also squeezed in a relaxing evening in the hot tub.

During our stay, the snow on the mountain slowly retreated. Locals said it was the worst snow condition in the past 40 years. With limited runs open, we adjusted our expectations and focused on skill-building instead. I worked on carving turns, while Will practiced skiing backward.

For five overlapping days with the Vehiccione family, we skied and sledded together. The kids came up with endless ideas for dramatic wipeouts on the local sledding hill, filling the air with laughter. We also shared a dinner at Bonez, a Mexican restaurant, one evening.

The forecast promised snow on Christmas, but it arrived as a mix of rain and snow instead. We decided to take a break from skiing and hike the Cement Creek Trail. After Norah complained about how easy it was, we switched to the Caves Trail. The hike was treacherous, with slick ice and steep terrain leading up to the rock formations. We returned muddy, our ski gear thoroughly baptized by the trail.

On Saturday night, December 27, we were finally rewarded with eight inches of snow. Sunday morning delivered a joyful first hour of fresh powder skiing.

Monday morning, we woke up at 6 a.m., left the condo by 7, and arrived home at 9 p.m.—tired, happy, and carrying another beautiful ski memory to add to our books.












Hiking in Sedona December 2025

This was a long-anticipated trip, one we began planning back in August. Six women in our forties—who met at TI in our twenties and are all still working there—finally made it happen. With kids and toddlers, business travel, and Deep Dives, it felt almost miraculous that we could align our schedules. Given the many layers of commitments in our lives, the first weekend of December was the only one that worked.

Sedona and Joshua Tree are often recommended for cold-weather hiking, and we chose Sedona for its convenience and abundance of lodging options.

Five of us flew from DFW to Phoenix on Friday morning, while one arrived from Houston later that night. The two-hour drive flew by as we listened to each other’s favorite songs and caught up. I chose our house for its proximity to the trails, and it turned out to be perfect—right at the start of the Teacup Trail, with four bedrooms, a jacuzzi, and an outdoor fire pit.

That afternoon, we jumped straight onto the Doe Mountain Trail to catch the sunset. The hike was steeper than some of us expected, and the rocks were a bit slick in regular shoes. Still, we all made it to the top, and the sunset was spectacular. The evening ended with the jacuzzi and a sky full of stars.

Saturday began with a lovely breakfast at Casa Sedona Restaurant, followed by a hike to Devil’s Bridge. Priya and Rajani lined up for their turn on the bridge before we continued on to Boynton Trail in search of the energy vortex. Six women and one young boy sat together for an outdoor meditation. Later, we drove to Airport Mesa for sunset. Sandy, Wenjia, Rajani, and I hiked down to the base of the mesa for a few extra steps. 🙂

The viewpoint was buzzing—bands playing, incense burning, and a sea of people pausing in awe of the expansive view. The sun brushed the mesas in deep reds before slowly fading, and we stayed until twilight.

Dinner was at Angel Kitchen, a Japanese eatery. The food was good, though the prices were steep. We ended the night with a long fireside chat that stretched late into the evening.

On Sunday morning, we headed out early for a final hike on the Teacup Trail. Priya, Rajani, and I even squeezed in a group psychic reading. Reluctantly, we said goodbye to Sedona and drove back to Phoenix, already missing the magic of the weekend.











2025 Thanksgiving at Broken Bow

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday with the whole family. We laughed and swam, cooked and carved, rode one-wheels and hiked. It was a nonstop, joy-filled holiday spent with the people we love.











 

Wednesday, September 10, 2025

2025 Labor Day at Broken Bow

Uncle Dave and Aunt Julie invited us for a wonderful long weekend on the lake, and we had three days of nonstop fun. Best of all, we all learned to stand up on a wake surfboard! On the first day, we also had two wave-runners, which the kids absolutely loved driving. Beavers Bend Lake’s stony bottom gives it clear waters and plenty of jumping cliffs, and the kids had a blast leaping from different heights. Our lake house was big and luxurious, and evenings by the fire with s’mores made it even more special. We loved every moment of our lake time with cousins!