Whether you’re an expat or not, you have to wear clothes in public (unless you’re in a place where nudism is the fashion), which means you’ve got to go shopping …
Miss Footloose
Miss Footloose
I hail from the Netherlands and grew up eating lots of Gouda cheese, riding a bike to school, and not wearing wooden shoes. Having adventurous Dutch genes, I married an American Peace Corps volunteer in Kenya, East Africa, in an odd if humorous 10-minute ceremony that fortunately has stuck so far. My man is a development economist and I follow him around the world and watch him toil running projects that assist business and agricultural enterprises in developing countries. I have cooked, shopped, mothered, traveled and written stories in Africa, Asia, Europe, the US and the Middle East. I'm an expat writer not living in paradise (like Peter Mayle or Frances Mayes). I do not drink wine from my own grapes or tend my own olive groves. I have, however, visited my butcher's bedroom in Palestine, eaten fertility sausage in Kenya, and almost landed in prison in Uganda.
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Expat life has its rewards, like finding yourself in Rome on vacation. It’s only a short airplane ride away from Moldova, where I live at the time of this writing, …
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Do you know where I was a couple of weeks ago for a little hedonistic jaunt to rest up from our expat life in Moldova? Of course you guessed it: …
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Treasured Google Friend Connect subscribers, I, Miss Footloose, am very distraught because Google Friend Connect will no longer serve my blog because it is not a Blogger blog. As of …
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Expat Life: Miss Footloose Goes on a Hedonistic Jaunt
Expat life can be so exhausting, don’t you agree? Now and then a bit of R & R is of the essence. So last week my prince and I boarded …