Life Abroad

I stare at my funky self in the mirror. What to do? Screaming is hard work, so I decide to be Zen about it.

What’s up with the Dutch? Are my people a tribe of uncivil, ill-mannered jerks?

I’m having a bad expat day. My mind is blank, I can’t write, my Romanian language lesson is a disaster, and the taxi driver tries to kill me.

Getting searched and groped at airport security is my lot in life. Sometimes it’s more fun than others.

Going on art gallery crawls in Accra, Ghana, you can find many treasures, like the Yellow Splasher and the Pinhead Painter.