OK, it's been awhile between posts. About 5 months, to be exact. It's not that I've had nothing to write about, but to say that the past few months were busy would be a huge understatement.
It started out like any other Thursday.
Wake up, make coffee, get ready for work..
But as I turned the corner, I nearly collided with a brightly-colored, metallic-looking, frilly, enormous dress and a ridiculous hat, similar to this:
The sun was out today.
That shouldn’t be such a notable occurrence, but we have had weeks of endless fog, gray skies and no snow and it gets a bit depressing after awhile. So a sunny day definitely comes as a pleasant surprise.
The perfect place exists only in the imagination. No matter where you choose to live and how much you like it there, there are going to be the parts that you love and the parts that you don't. When you choose to live in a country (or culture) that's not your own, you also throw in those cultural differences that seem so strange and take some getting used to.
No matter how great your host country is, as an expat there will always be things that you miss from home. Like Chipotle, or knowing that you'll be able to communicate with the person on the other side of the phone, or being able to find a simple can of black beans.
About five and a half years ago, I was about to walk into the Kroger in Charlottesville to do some grocery shopping when I got a call from my sister Valerie.
This was odd, considering she and her husband lived in Tanzania at the time.
Did you know that by imagining a trip and planning it in your head you can lower your stress level and increase your happiness? You don't even have to go, it's simply the possibility of it that can make you happier
When you're waiting for the train to leave, you see a lot of people walking by. Some are rushing, some meandering, many on phones or talking to the person next to them.
And then there are those people who walk by with a grin on their face. No phone, no music, no other people. Just them and their thoughts. And you can't help but smile too, wondering what it is that's making them so happy.
Not necessarily something that comes to mind when you think Switzerland.
Chocolate, yup. Cheese, sure. But pretzels? Not so much.
But they are delicious.
They are the coolest little kids I know, and I miss them like crazy.
Skype remains on my list of one of the best inventions ever, but "visiting" on the computer is just not the same.
Kelly is an American teacher living in Switzerland and enjoying everything the country has to offer.