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One-hand moving

Practicing one-hand writing after having had what seems to be a very common accident if you ask ER employees: the Avocado Accident. Cool name, not so cool incident. You know, sharp knife, slippery pit, soft hand (stupidly holding the avocado). Now this happened in the middle of packing a house and ending an expat life. Five days before the grand tour to say goodbye to each room, to the point of tearfully thanking them for good times and memories – including the basement! – and closing our heavy black door behind us for the last time. It is safe to say that timing is everything. Continue reading “One-hand moving”

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Mondays in Paris

So I just have to write about Paris one last time, at least as part of my expat life! Just to make it even more clear how upset I am about not being able to hop on the train for a daytrip there anymore (I know, spoiled expat wife and all that, but still). Continue reading “Mondays in Paris”

Contradictory elements

“A state characterized by contradictory elements”. This (part) definition of schizophrenia could just as well have been about repatriation. I might have fooled myself into believing I had prepared myself so well for such a long time that I’ve dealt with every emotion gradually and that leaving would actually be quite smooth sailing. Not quite so. Entering the last week of expathood, the above definition characterizes my state perfectly. Continue reading “Contradictory elements”

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