You speak menu language; just enough of your host country’s language to read and order restaurant basics.
You know there’s a big difference between “live” and “from”.
You have to Google translate cuts of meat.
You can’t read your own mail.
You’ve used sign language in an emergency room to describe symptoms.
You have friends from one country who have independently become friends with a friend from another.
Your children can’t read or write in their mother tongue.
You accept you’re probably being overcharged for utilities because you can’t figure out the bill.
You hope that “just the ends” translates when you’re sitting at the hairdresser; alternatively
You only get your hair cut once a year when you travel home because you’ve had a traumatic experience.
You’ve incorporated vocabulary from the places you’ve lived into your everyday speech. Panaiamou? Soo-pah!
You need a spreadsheet to keep track of which countries your kids had which vaccination in.
You start every phone call with “Do you speak English? (or the equivalent).
You’ve done it at least once when you’ve been in your home country.
You have mailing addresses on more than one continent because…
you have credit cards in different currencies because….
you have accounts at more than one Amazon.
Your kids fluently speak a language not spoken at home, by either parent or
they have an accent that doesn’t belong to either parent and/or
they are able to seamlessly switch between accents depending on who they’ve hung out with that day.
You have several vpns, at least 2 Netflix accounts and an Apple TV, just so you can watch your shows.
You have to explain why there is a letter in your name that doesn’t exist in the alphabet where you are currently living.
You get homesick for more than one home.
For Part I: You Might Be an Expat If….