So what strikes me the most, coming home again after 11 years abroad? It’s been 3 weeks, all of them on a boat – our temporary home waiting for the keys to our brand new home which will be handed to us in one week. So it’s safe to say that the everyday has not at all set in, nor has reality really. I kind of feel like we’re just on our annual sailing holiday, although the boat isn’t moving much and the girls have started school. Or that we’re in some bubble, still in an in-between state. Continue reading “What strikes me”
This was written on another blog, back in the day when thoughts were tumbling and decisions postponed:
I am quite an experienced Luxy expat by now, but I still ask myself –frequently – the question that is almost as famous as «to be or not to be»: Should I stay or should I go?
Now, The Clash, who brought this question much fame, partly explains why it is valid and relevant not only in love but in expat life: Continue reading “Should I Stay or Should I Go? (how it all began)”