• Serial expatin’ digital nomad May 1971…When I was twelve years old, myself and my three older brothers were called to the table for a “family meeting.” The announcement that followed was one of incredulity and disbelief—in just a couple months we would be moving to Rome, Italy for an undetermined amount of time, traveling to London and Paris first,…
  • Messy kitchen It can be hard arriving in a new place and finding your niche. Sometimes getting out into the community means joining up with an already existing group – it can be a real lifeline for some people. Sarah wrote about her experience joining a mahjong group to get outside her comfort zone, hoping to meet…
  • Minimal The minimalist expat life Minimalism has become a bit of a phenomenon over the past few years. There are podcasts, Netflix shows, Instagram accounts and more Pinterest boards than you can count, all focused on living the minimalist life. In essence, a minimalist life is about living a life where you intentionally own less and only own what you…
  • Getting the pep back in your step once visitors have gone When you relocate, and have to say goodbye to your family and friends, you really hope that you will at least receive some visitors. You look forward to the chance to show them the new country you are living in, and the different life you have built for yourself. But how does it feel for…
  • Ramadan yearnings This will be my first Ramadan in twenty years that won’t really feel like Ramadan. I will not be surrounded by people fasting. I won’t have my neighbors bringing me trays of Biryani or freshly slaughtered lamb. I won’t be invited to any Iftars. I won’t hear the call to prayer and there definitely won’t…
  • My divorce could have been different This is part two of a two part story of the personal experience of an expat divorce. Part one ‘I was banished’ is available here. Every divorce story is different and regardless of whether you are an expat or not, they often have the same theme which is a loss of security, self, independence, and…
  • My housekeeper saved my life I’m sitting here at my desk writing this literally 10 minutes after my housekeeper saved my life. Dramatic much?! I have just returned from dropping my husband at the airport for a work trip, I came downstairs and there was a huge black wasp flying around the living room. I had the freakouts to end…
  • I was banished This is part one of a two part story of the personal experience of an expat divorce. Part one ‘I was banished’ is available here. As I looked out the window of the car on the way to the airport I felt a sense of relief and grief all at once. I knew I’d never…