When you live abroad and someone on the other side of the world is gravely ill or passes away, normal rules don’t apply. No one pops round with a tuna casserole to help the family out. There is no Shiva sitting or sympathy cards with the promise of masses held on the behalf of the deceased….
Tag: Copenhagen
Nine Expats You’ll Meet Abroad
I’ve just about recovered from June’s flurry of going away parties and leaving teas, yet here we are, only at the autumn break and they’re starting up again. Yesterday I dutifully put on my boots, my smile and my waterproof mascara to go and say yet another round of good-byes. One of the honorees made a…
The First Rule of Ex-Pat Club
Ex-pat postings are a bit like a revolving door; there’s always someone coming, someone going, entering, exiting, getting stuck with their nose pressed against the glass with a look of horrified Oh-My-God-I’ve-Just-Made-The-Worst-Mistake-of-My-Life on their face. Spinning around, sometimes missing the chance to jump out, sometimes escaping to the lobby for a few years of respite,…
A Little Less Conversation
I held in my hand ticket number 559. From what I can tell, it’s possible the Danes are the world’s biggest fans of the numbered ticket system. To Americans like me, the system is reminiscent of ordering sliced cheese and maple glazed ham at the deli counter or renewing your driver’s license at the Department…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 