Diane the Wild WandererIt's a small world. Live large.
Welcome to the mental and physical voyages of Diane Wild.
It didn’t start with the bulgogi, but I realized what was happening with the bulgogi: I was shedding my self-image of being an indifferent cook. I was -- could it be? -- enjoying myself. I was now … a different cook. I might even start cooking for other people more...read more
Before I moved to Edinburgh sight unseen, knowing no one, I knew I’d have to make an effort to create a social life from scratch. I had a plan: Meetup groups, volunteering, evening classes, pushing myself to get out as much as possible. I’ve occasionally overdone it...read more
Why Edinburgh? The border guard asked me that when I arrived in London, papers from the Home Office in hand. In the four months I've lived here now, I get asked that a lot. The short answer is “life adventure,” but that doesn’t really explain what drew me to Edinburgh...read more
With all its downsides highlighted lately (cesspool of political division, actual fake news calling real news fake, and violent trolling, anyone?) it can be easy to forget the Internet is magical, allowing the world to shrink in wonderful ways. In the roughly 18 years...read more
I don't remember how I heard about the UK Ancestry Visa, but it was when I was working in London for a month on the 2012 Olympics, hearing my local coworkers talk about their weekend trips to Paris, Amsterdam, Prague, etc. So my desire to take advantage of an easy...read more
Every two-ish years since Vancouver 2010, I've worked for the host broadcaster of the Olympic Games. So every two-ish years I explore as much of the host country as I can given how little free time I have during the contract period. Other than Vancouver (because I...read more
One week, one roadtrip crammed with eccentric offerings such as Meow Wolf’s The House of Eternal Return, the Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta, an open house at the Very Large Array, and the state’s nuclear legacy. A yurt with a hundred-mile view off the...read more
This summer, a coworker and I were chatting while kayaking in the Burrard Inlet when I mentioned a former colleague had moved back from Europe and was now living on Salt Spring Island, picking up freelance work so she could work remotely. “I wish I could do something...read more
This isn't just one of my favourite comic strips, it's a way of life. I've almost always had cats, and currently have two old-to-ancient ones in my home now. They are sweet, and soft, and love me unconditionally (but more so when I'm feeding or petting them). They...read more