Tag: expat
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Summer Vacation Saves All
You know, the one thing I’ve learned from this whole, horrendous, drawn out visa process, is that focusing on the positive is imperative. I’ve always been a glass-half full kind of gal anyway, but now, I’m a glass three quarters full, because let’s face it if I wasn’t, I’d probably be locked away in the…
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The Unexpected
{this will be me, a lot} I’ve been thinking about writing this post for awhile, like, a long while, but I was waiting for things to settle down a bit and for us to have an actual plan in place, and now we do. So here’s the deal; Gregory didn’t get his green card, as…
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le deuxième
// Did you know crayons can burn like a candle for twenty minutes? Yeah, me either. But apparently they do and in case of some blackout emergency, you can use crayons to replace candles in a pinch. My mother informed me of this the other day and after she told me, I said, “but we…
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Still Frustrated
{my life might not be a picnic right now, but my heavens, neither is Mrs. London’s} Today. Oh, today. I was going to blog about my trip to Toulon (the one I made after meeting Gregory in Paris) or a jubilant evening I had here in my little town with an old friend (keyword: shenanigans),…
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non, je ne regrette rien
It’s a funny thing, regret. Personally I try to live my life without it. Not that I don’t have any, of course I do (Boy could I tell you some stories!), but I try to live my life without dwelling on them. I don’t see the point. We live, we learn, we move on. That…
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it sucks, plain and simple
The worst, absolute worst thing about being an expat is being far away from ‘home’ and loved ones when something terrible happens (actually this is the worst thing for anybody that is far away from home and you don’t have to be an expat for that). A couple of weeks ago a family member in…
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Holiday Eyes {Aix-en-Provence}
Something marvelous happened the day after Brazil Day, Mrs. London and I got to go Aix-en-Provence, alone. We were free to wander the quaint streets without a single huff being puffed.(This rare event occurred because Gregory and I were going to Toulon for the weekend. Since Fifty would be keeping Gregory company on the journey…
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I miss things
{I miss you} Monday morning, we meet again… BLECH. I couldn’t sleep. It was one of those nights when you toss and turn, stirring, your thoughts racing from one random thing to the next. My thoughts were taking me on a strange journey; connecting the dots through a maze of homesickness (I’m not surprised, it…
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France vs. U.S.A.
Since I’ve run down all the ways I think the U. S. of A. kicks the croissants out of France, it’s only fair that we turn the tables with my list of Ten Things I Like Better About France. Let’s do this. {a smidgen of the selection} 1. Wine (you aren’t really surprised by this one…
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U.S.A. vs. France
When I saw Megan at Suitcase and Stilettos post a list of things she prefers about life in the U.S. compared to Norway, I thought, huh, that’s a good idea, and then when my friend Rachel at Rachel’s Rantings in Rio de Janeiro, also did it, I was like, well if the other expats are doing…
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