Posted in: Expat Life, Personal
Six years ago, I hopped onto an early morning flight in freezing cold Boston and headed south. I impatiently waited as they de-iced our plane and promised myself only sunshine and warmth from then on. I may have reneged on that promise a few times over these past few years, but overall, six years of this accidental expat life have certainly been pretty damn good to me.
Six years ago, I hopped onto an early morning flight in freezing cold Boston and headed south. I impatiently waited as t...
