Change can be a good thing if you allow it to be.
You make friends fast when you're an expat. You're a little more receptive to differences and your boundaries for "normal" are forcibly expanded. Everyone becomes a potential friend. The people you'd form an opinion about back home are the ones who come through for you when you're in a pinch. I've lived abroad since 2001 (minus a two-year stint in... Continue Reading →