There are always some which flourish; some, that with the right care, blossom and grow and flower.
Those are the ones that sting to leave behind.
Salty observations about life, love, and living abroad
There are always some which flourish; some, that with the right care, blossom and grow and flower.
Those are the ones that sting to leave behind.
Every year for the last three, along with a group of friends, I’ve packed my bags, left color-coded instructions for my family, and flown off for a long weekend. If our annual women’s weekend (or as I christened it this year, Vajayjay Vacay) were a movie, here’s how I envision the poster: Six full-grown females,…
Every now and again I come across a clutch of women in a corner. They’re usually talking in low voices about some new atrocity of aging. Some fresh circle of hell that comes with getting older, some hot flash of inspiration that goes hand in hand with reaching a certain..ahem.. age. I am that age. But…
According to the highly scientific and well-regarded method of research that is Googling it, there are roughly fifty million expats currently expat-ting it global style. It’s less than 1% of the world’s population, but it’s still a pretty big number. Big enough that you don’t expect to run into someone you knew in one country while…