This blog entry’s title is literal and figurative. Why, you ask?
My love for seeing the world began as a child. When adults would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, one of the things that I said was “a tourist”. I read an atlas, had pen pals in Europe, Africa and South America, and thought about living abroad. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I’d be “a tourist” when I grew up. I’ve not only visited those continents, I was crazy enough to pack up and move to one of those continents. Job opportunity and personal growth – what more can one ask for?
You’ll have answers to that question, and many others, as you follow my journey from American dreamer to expatriate extraordinaire. Hello world! indeed.
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