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I love great conversation. I like sitting with old friends or new friends and letting the hours slip by as we revel in stories, laughs and thought-provoking questions. I like sitting under a shade tree for impromptu talks. I like the randomness of those talks that make a road trip entertaining. I like long dinners that turn into dessert and then into after dinner drinks all because no one wants th...
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Kuan Yin
Karen Johnson
"How many kids?"
As a woman who almost always travels alone, I, too, get hit up with awkward questions. I will make up a husband, and when asked why he isn't with me, I say he has to stay home to work. But when asked about kids I've found the best way - and a way to save face for both me and the questioner - is to simply say "No," in a sad tone of voice. Most people will drop the subject at this point, assuming that it is a topic too sad for me to discuss.